Sees him for a moment, at least, before her gaze slips away, not quite looking him in the eye. Of course she knew she might not be able to hide from him forever, and she's been keeping a sort of eye on his misadventures since regenerating - a peace talk here, a resolution there - but she couldn't have predicted what it would be like to actually be standing here. After Gallifrey fell, after she sent him away with her final goodbye.

("Who was he? The one you sent away."
"He shouldn't have to die with the rest of us.")

"Yes." She glances down at his hand encircling her wrist and tries to tug it away. "This building really doesn't have much structural integrity left."