Lia watched him, waiting. It felt like hours had passed before he finally pulled away, then said he had received a message similar to hers as well. She glanced up at his questions and patted her pockets, relieved when she found a package of cigarettes in her pocket. She pulled out the box and handed one to him, taking one out for herself. She was silent for a moment as she pulled out a lighter from her pocket as well and lit the end of it, inhaling and blowing the smoke out to the side of her.<br/><br/>She ran a hand through her hair as she looked around the shed, then glanced at the man briefly before moving, slowly grabbing her gun before heading for the flashlight that had fallen. She picked it up and looked around the shed, for anything they might use to survive. More than anything, was there food in here?<br/><br/>She walked around as much as she could, not meeting his gaze as she looked around the little shed. Her black hair fell, hiding her face. She could name quite a few people who would want revenge on her, and even fewer who would actually take it this far.<br/><br/>Lia was mainly searching the shed as a means of putting a bit of space in between her and the man, though her body could still feel where he had been closest to her. She shook her head and took another drag on her cigarette, not daring to sit down on the floor. Not when she could hardly see anything.