Lalli stared at the assassin, stomach twisting into knots. He can't beat an assassin. Run from, yes. Beat an elite one, no. But he wouldn't leave Elia's body here; even though they were strong, thieves having to be, he wasn't strong enough. And so he quickly thought up a solution, and replied, in his quiet, passive voice. 

"Grab her. Follow."

Then he turned, and used a pile of boxes as sort-of stepping stones to jump up on the nearest roof. Crouching on the edge of it, he watched her until the assassin began taking ahold of Elia's body, and, at a much slower pace, started following him. Lalli didn't speak, he just made sure that he was plenty far ahead of her, running around on the rooftops, across boards purposely laid out over alleyways too wide to jump over, and occasionally places to climb down into the alleyways and snake through certain sections of the city, before climbing back up on the rooftops.

And the thing about it that was fascinating, was that not even Jade was aware of how extensive the network the ran along the roofing of the city was, and they hadn't even gotten to the underground part, yet. Either way, Lalli would go on ahead and then crouch on a ledge, the top of a house, a chimney even, and stare, almost like a cat. Not a sexy cat, mind you, more like a wide-eyed cat that that's about as threatening as a mouse.

Eventually they came to a stop on a roof in the lower, very much Guild-territory, which had a decent vantage point of the harbor here. Stopping Lalli waited for the exhausted assassin to catch up, before motioning vaguely at the ground. He knew Elia was dead- there was nothing he could do. But now he brought his body back into familiar territory, in record time!

So he just watched the high ranking assassin put his friend's body down, and asked, "Do you know who he was?"