"Mnh-!" Well this certainly sucks. Trying to blend with the surroundings very quickly stops happening once she's stuck in a prism. Briefly, there is a failed attempt to 'protect' herself- creating her moon shield, or at least trying.

But it is only briefly, and very quickly she's given up to simply swallow and curl in the air of her prism. 'What' they are? The question sits in her mind, but she finds herself hesitant to speak.

It feels as though the question wasn't directed at them so much as...the one that Lilith is focused on.

Yet she forces herself to speak anyway, raising her voice as loudly as she dares. "H-Human...Um, some of us I guess, um..." After all, not all of them are human, so... "Umn... C... Changelings," she manages. That's the word right? For someone with a bunch of Fae in them. "...'Changelings'."