"What the?" She mutters under her breath, the Big Daddy momentarily forgotten as she watches one of the strangest things surely anyone has ever seen, and that's really saying something coming from her. Elizabeth is stunned still for a second, staring at the watery protrusions, until the metal monster starts ripping at the wall and she's jarred back to the moment.

The comment has her scowling. "Then save yourself!" she calls out, feeling like a fool for trying to help the girl-thing. What would Booker have done, Elizabeth wonders as she starts stumbling through the wrecked shop. Making it towards the stares is out of the question now, the Big Daddy has its eyes set on the other now and this is her only opportunity to save herself. Elizabeth looks around, trying not to panic, and spots a door in the back of the shop. It could be a supply closet death trap, or it could be a back door to freedom. She bolts for it.