Logically, she knows that. Emotionally...it's going to take some time.

Ahead, she sees the door of one of the latrines set up for the Sylphid tasked with assembling and guarding the sensor tower crack open. Not wanting to open fire and alert the rest of the guards to her presence so early, she summons her will and slams it shut, to the muffled cry of surprise of the Sylphid inside. Her steps falter a moment at the split in her attention, but this task, at least, is simple enough that she's able to recover.