Long, loose strands fell against fair skin, the usual dark locks now being pulled back into a tight ponytail. Lilith made a repetitive motion with her hand, combing her hair with her fingers until the wild strands laid flat against her scalp. A few strings managed to escape, but that didn't bother her. She looked at herself in the old mirror Tim had in his room, slicking back the flyaways only to watch them bounce forward again. "I'm hoping to get some cleaning done...or at least try to."