Hearing those echoing words 'you can't run away', didn't particularly get the Fiend's attention, but rather her Moogle.

"Should we do something?" the Moogle asks.

"I don't see why." the towering woman responds, crossing in front of what would-be Jaeha's path. There was no chance of colission, but her hair was certainly in the way, all fourteen feet of it, as she pretends to look at something. "Cowards are no problem of mine. It's not like I contribute all that much." she hums, watching out of the corner of her eye to see whether or not the fleeing 'hero' trips over her hair.