To everyone's surprise given her state of hysteria earlier, Lila was sitting quietly on the hospital chair next to Adelisa, trying to keep her distance from Jareth. There wasn't an ounce of stress on her; in fact, she'd arrived at the hospital sipping a Venti White Chocolate Mocha from Starbucks. She'd watched the cops interrogate Hunter without feeling sorry or sympathetic; after all, the guy had brought it onto himself. What made her startle and almost jump out of her seat was when Adelisa shot off and began to shout at the officer. Lila knew better than to say something while her friend was so altered (hell, if it were her and anyone tried to tell her to calm down... They could ask Jareth about the consequences), so instead she remained seated until Dela had come back to her senses.

When the officer finally left the room, Lila took her chance to explain to the group the reason for her unnerving calm. "So, I'm going back home tonight," she told the others, her empty eyes focused straight ahead. Even though she didn't feel guilty about what she had decided, she couldn't bear to look at the others' faces. She'd thought about leaving long and hard, and the reasons to go were much more than the ones to stay. Lila took a long sip of her drink before continuing. "In the few days I've been here, I've witnessed betrayals, lies, accidents and had my heart be crushed into pieces again. This vacation is turning out to be a real nightmare, and I don't want to be a part of it anymore. As soon as we're done here, I'll be going straight to my room, pack my bags and be gone."