Although Lillah didn't notice a Wendigo had passed, she offered a look of confusion as the jogger sauntered on and her eyes followed him for a moment. Someone that fit wearing pants and a belt to go running was a little strange to her. That definitely didn't allow for as much comfort and movement as sweatpants or shorts. [i]What is with people tonight?[/i] she thought curiously. Eyebrows furrowed, she turned her attention back on the man before her. He wanted an apology, and he was still grinning, sure enough. 

Lillah continued to frown at him as she crossed her arms, eyeing him carefully as she considered her next words. He had seemed suspicious, but now she was convinced he was just a drunk. Unlike the creatures around her, however, she wasn't particularly prideful. "Fine," she relented. "Sorry. There's just been some...problems around here lately and everyone pisses me off already, so now that people are disappearing..." Her voice trailed off and she glanced the way the other jogger had gone, a familiar chill rising in her chest as her scowl deepened.