Strangely, Madeleine was a lot calmer than a mother who had lost her child should be. She was, naturally, worried about her daughter's whereabouts, but she felt an odd peace about it, as if somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew her daughter wouldn't be found here, but that she was okay. "Is your brother alive?" She asked, looking around."Alright." Aya agreed and approached all of the preserved humans, some of them already obviously dead like a chick who gave up on breaking their shell and some whom she wasn't sure about yet.