If Seraphim-6 had enough personality programmed into her, she'd swear. Vehemently. Instead, she watches the Precursor vanish, disappearing enigmatically to appear somewhere else. Or perhaps it's some[i]when[/i] else. Even the highly advanced computer driving her thoughts cannot comprehend the complex correspondence between time and space that the Vex continuously negotiate. Her head swivels toward Sigma-3. "Suggested course of action: track down human signal before the Sol Heretics do to prevent possible leak of classified and/or important information from falling into their hands. Potential survivors at risk from elements, standard Vex, Fallen, and dehydration. Conclusion: form fireteam and proceed into the ruins."