Lily leaned against the side of the apartment building watching the group go at each other. Poor girl... She thought slowly. She tries to hard... They all do... She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. The two town drunks had already given our benefactor a bad first impression and now they were trying undermine her. Lily shook her head and chuckled. "I'd be more apt to trust the sober doctor, even if she's been through less schooling. I'd also prefer her years of experience over yours. I'll leave my life in the hands of our sober experienced benefactor, thanks." She mumbled under her breath as she walked over to the warehouse after Liz.
She reached the door and noticed it was locked. Without another word, she turned and slide down the door, her back against it. Now in a seated position, she sighed. "I'd like to apologize for those two. We're all trying hard here. Some of us just... take it too far. If I had to put my life in someone's hands, it'd be yours, Liz. I hope... that you can trust me to have your back as well." She said through the door, a smile on her face. She didn't care if Liz could hear her or not but she knew that if she tried to barge her way in there, she'd lose whatever amount of trust Liz had had for her. "I'll have you know that I choose my friends wisely and I don't hold back. I consider you a friend, whether you return that or not. I just.... thought I'd let you know." She continued. Lily sat for a few moments, staring up at the clouds, waiting for a reaction. If she didn't get one, she just get up and get her motorcycle. Head out somewhere, search for a few supplies. Though... she needed to know what exactly they were in need of.