"...No."
Bard only left for a moment—at least that is what it felt like for him. He just escorted the people from Riley's universe back to their own; it was just a simple act of goodwill and cooperation toward a variant.
After all, he needed to tread carefully with them compared to most worlds he had been; they were different, after all; they carried an existence called Riley Ross, a being that even a primordial fears.
He needed to be polite, to be welcoming, and to be kind—these were the least he could do after all the sins he carries in his back. And once these variants were gone, and he completely locks the access to their world, he would once again continue his obligation to the multiverse and ensure that they do not destroy themselves.
That is his order, and he must oblige.
He was only gone for a moment, and yet now here he stands; his eyes reflecting the cries of his people.
