Lillith was quick to clean herself up, using a little bit of water to rinse her mouth and some to wash her face. She quickly took care of her other necessary business and proceeded to once again nibble on the food laid out. She wasnâ€™t particularly hungry, sheâ€™d never been one to be a big eater. However, she knew she should do as instructed.<br/>She clutched the coat as the walked the short distance, peering at the remnants of what must have once been a beautiful as well as advanced metropolis. They walked in relative silence, and this didnâ€™t really bother her. The air was thick, but she found it easier to breath than the night before. It was early still, and she could see where the sun was glittering off the exposed frames of the buildings around them. The streets were littered with pieces of metal and abandoned shells of what resembled sorts of cars, everything empty and deserted. It seemed so strange how such a large city could be so quiet, looking as if everyone had simply vanished in a rush. There was no bustle like she recalled around home, no open shops, no people. No anything. Just Karr and herself. She felt a pang of loneliness, peering over at Karr. She could only image how awful it must be for him and those who stayed along as well.<br/>She peered around the building, taking in the largeness, and also the strange feelings she had had going through the city. She clutched the coat closer around her, frowning. â€œWell, where should I start?â€ She took a few hesitant steps, looking for something that could possibly be stairs. She knew better than to hope for an elevator. She noted to her left was what appeared to be the remnants of a shoe store of some kind, though the glass around it was cracked and chipped. Things inside were littered about, and she seriously doubted she would find anything suitable for use, but she cast a glance down at her ratted tennis shoes, worn with almost no grip left. She had been lucky to not fall before. â€œIf Iâ€™m going to be running, let me take a sec to see if I can find something better suited to that,â€ she mused, her footfalls echoing as she trudged over, the brushed ruffling the bottom of the tattered jacket. She riffled a bit through the shoes, though none seemed suited to the task. She finally managed to find a pair of sturdy boots, though they didnâ€™t match in color. She was fine as long as they fit. She quickly kicked of her tennis shoes and laced up the boots, bouncing on her toes to get a feel for it. â€œHow do we get to the other floors?â€