Same story as everyone else going wild in the streets, only Billie can't quite warn Shura, not wound up in that same madness and hunger herself. She doesn't seem immediately violent, however, in spite of all appearances. Hearing her name gets a curious reaction. Hackles lower, her head tilts a little to one side like she's listening—

She knows the name. Billie. That's familiar. That's her. Is this someone she knows? It's difficult to tell through the haze the sound has pulled over her, so, discarding what looks to be someone not interested in a fight from her immediate attention, she turns back to the corpse. That's her more immediate problem, the hunger. Relentless, neverending, no matter what she does.

The name may have gotten something, some spark of comprehension, but Shura's request itself goes ignored.