Leaving aside whatever Nick Fury might do after returning to S.H.I.E.L.D., Kraft sent Martin and Riot home first, then took the Mind Stone to the New York Sanctum himself.
When he pushed open the doors of the New York Sanctum, the Ancient One was already waiting there in white robes, with tea brewed.
"Care for a cup?"
It was the same opening line as always. Kraft made himself at home, sat down across from her, and drained the tea in front of him.
"What brings you here?"
Once Kraft finished his tea, the Ancient One spoke.
"You don't know?"
"I've told you several times already. Knowing the future isn't particularly interesting. I actually look into it very rarely."
The Ancient One smiled helplessly and refilled Kraft's cup.
"All right." Kraft shrugged noncommittally, took out the box containing the Mind Stone, and pushed it toward the Ancient One. "Take a look at this first."
"...The Mind Stone."
Opening the box and looking at the yellow crystal inside, the Ancient One finally lost her serene expression.
"Why did you bring it here?"
"Well..." Kraft scratched his head, unsure where to begin, then simply asked, "Do you know Thanos?"
"Thanos?" Understanding dawned on the Ancient One. "So you've recovered your memories?"
"Uh... some of them."
Kraft froze for a moment, then nodded and shot the Ancient One a scornful look.
"Seriously, you even know about that, and you still claim you rarely look into the future..."
"What can I say? Your identity is rather special. Besides, you've caused the end of the world more than once or twice."
The Ancient One shrugged unconcernedly and shifted the blame right back onto Kraft.
Kraft's expression darkened. "I don't even know whether you're telling the truth!"
Arguing with someone who could observe timelines and parallel worlds