Lillith glanced down at the remaining clothes in her hands, feeling slightly awkward about the situation. She shrugged, placing them on the floor and sliding them under one of the racks. â€œEh, I didnâ€™t really like them anyway,â€ she joked, giving a half smile before following him back to the lift.<br/><br/>She listened as he spoke, explaining a bit about what had happened. When he mentioned war, she felt her mouth move, but she clamped it shut quickly, not wanting to ask about it just yet.  There was obviously much she didnâ€™t understand yet about this place, even with all itâ€™s similarities. Sheâ€™d wait and see if it came up again, if it was something recent of perhaps even still happening.<br/><br/>After the walk, she following his gaze down the street, taking in the destruction. It was like looking at old war photographs, feeling that even though you saw the pictures, it didnâ€™t really happen because you didnâ€™t experience. She felt oddly detached to whatever had caused this, but still curious about a cause. About those people.  She took in the bridge, her eyes widening as they darted over the structure. She had to shake her head to shake herself back to reality, resting her hand on her forehead. It was massive, expansive. Unlike anything sheâ€™d ever seen in her life. And when he mentioned the distance, it was unlike anything sheâ€™d ever had to actually walk before. She felt a sense of dread drop in her stomach as she glanced down at her spindly legs, turning them this way and that. Almost no muscle. Sheâ€™d never had to walk much, never done any sports. She could drive over it in no time, sure, but walk? And not look like a sissy about the whole thing? She looked over at Karr, who seemed to be giving her a mixed look of pity and concern. She quickly straightened herself up, shook out her hand and pulled down on the bottom of her coat. â€œOf course I can make it alright. After all, I am a Mason,â€ she said with a laugh. â€œLillith Manson, ready to do this!â€ she  babbled, giving a fist pump, more to just keep her from panicking over what could possibly happen over the long expanse with little cover.<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€¦You donâ€™t think weâ€™ll run into anything do you?â€ she inquired hesitantly, stumbling a bit over the rubble he was expertly picking over as he led the way, seemingly having little trouble going down the drop. She yelped a bit as she scratched her palm, but quickly bit down on her lip to keep in her whimper. She could handle little cuts, no biggie. â€œNot a problem,â€ she muttered to herself as she proceeded to let herself fall down the rest of the short distance, landing unceremoniously on her backside. She gave a apologetic smile to Karr who seemed a little anxious. Probably at how slow and loud she was. She quickly scrambled up, rubbing her palms on the pants to clear the bits rock and dirt from them. From behind them, some distance away, a large blast was heard, followed by the sound of crumbling concrete. She blinked, knowing that hoping for things to stay quiet was a long shot. â€œLead on. Iâ€™ll do my best to keep up.â€