Lillah blinked in surprise when Steph grabbed her hand, but followed nonetheless and crouched as she did to loop her bat through a shoulder on her book bag. She did not want to be running tonight, but they didn't have much of a choice. Her depression was definitely acting up, but that was typical after dark--though the commotion helped without a doubt. Scowling, she shouldered her bag and grew quiet again as she followed the other two. 

Suddenly, though, shots echoed down the hall as they came upon a corner. Instinctively, Lillah ducked as they ran but felt a sharp pain in her leg. She drew in a harsh breath and struggled to stay upright as they turned the corner. "Sh-shit," she panted, but the adrenaline forced her to keep going.