A few years ago, Lily might have cried. Now, she just heaves a heavy sigh, raising a hand to wipe blood splatter off her face. Does she feel absolutely fucking terrible? Yes. Is she gonna stop beating the shit out of chipmunks? Probably not. Not until they're all dead or gone, at least. She takes a breather for just a few seconds, then raises her table-leg weapon to take on another chipmunk.