Having remembered orders, she fought the instinct to fight when attacked and was relying on dodging and escaping. Fortunately she was agile, nimble, and fast. Unfortunately, however, there were no narrow ally ways to duck into, easy to grab roofs to haul herself up onto, and they weren't giving her space enough to summon a Dark Corridor.

So he would get to see a fair display of tumble rolls, jumping onto and off of piles of things, and other basic Square Enix evasion tactics. She was mostly silent as she fled, cot flaring around her when ever she jumped or spun, but her hood never slipped so much as a centimeter, remaining firmly in place.

Once or twice she called in her Keyblade, and those were the only times she'd speak. And even then just enough to cast Aeroga to either shield herself or buffet attackers back enough for her to duck under their now flying forms.

She could have run for the train, but then she would have been putting the other passengers at risk if they tried to help. She could be putting Axel or Taiki in danger. Or worse, Axel could get in trouble saving her. So she ran away from the train, out to where most of these people had been rescued from, seemingly heedless of the danger in that.

She'd rather be alone than get her friends hurt.