Lillah blinked as a voice echoed down--or up?--the stairs. It was a woman's voice, though there wasn't much confidence in it and that sounded vaguely familiar. Although she was confident she could take another woman, Lillah wasn't too enthusiastic about the possibility of that woman having a firearm. So that kept her from moving from her hiding place. However, the voice's familiarity kept her from moving, as well. Her eyes wandered about the room, looking for a possible escape--the elevator most likely wasn't working, but if she could get the doors open, she was strong enough in her arms to climb down the cables. With a tentative escape plan established, Lillah peeked out from behind the desk. "Steph?" she called to the stairs, tensing in case she was wrong.