That voice she doesn't recognize at all. She can take a stab at guessing, however.

...

And she'd like to take this moment to thank whatever gods might still be listening that she's human, and doesn't have this regeneration nuttiness to look forward to. And that it was Seven that found her, not Six. That would have truly been an explosive combination.

"... If they're so volitile, how can there be any still in operation? And near a time rift? You'd have to be bloody suicidal to do something like that." She pipes up, adding her own two cents.