Or unsettling screaming, apparently. Lila's reaction is somewhat more marked than Erik's - she aligns her back to the nearest wall and hunches her shoulders, letting the muscles in her arms fall slack. The scalpel looks almost forgotten at her side, but it most certainly is not. She just looks bigger, leaner, meaner.

She doesn't move forward again until the crying ebbs somewhat. Then she presses both covered palms and one ear to the door, listening like it's going to give away some secret. She pulls away angry a moment later, fighting an intense urge to kick something.

"It could just be a recording," she mutters, not really believing it herself. She just wants so desperately to use the door as doors were intended to be used and walk the hell out.