LIllah watched the young woman calm down, her gaze occasionally flickering about in search of zombies. Though, at the mention of meds, her eyebrows raised a bit as she turned her attention back to Steph. Lillah had run out of her happy pills a week ago--not to mention her sleeping pills--and had been on edge since. "Fencing. Right," she repeated, glancing to the ground. "Good idea." She threw her bag back over her shoulder and followed her, tapping the bat to her own shoulder. "Have you, uh, been in here long? In this school?" she asked as they walked, a little unsure on how to go about small talk.