Emma<b> didn't</b>learn. As a child of no more then four ,Emma lived with her mother outside of Nipton.  Her mother was an industrious woman, making a few caps anyplace she could find them, be that on her back, or raising brahmen. One day, a blissfully ignorant young Emma trotted along playing near the electric fence that caged thier Brahmen. Her mother warned her, not to touch the fence. Emma merely quirked her head to the side, such a silly concept!  Her mother warned again, explaining it in terms even the four year old could understand.<i>"Don't touch the fence..."</i>she warned,<i> "The fence bites." </i><br/><br/>A belligerent little curmudgeon Emma proclaimed,<span style="color: blue"><i> “Fence no bites!”</i></span>– as surely, she knew better. The child threw both hands onto the fence, and proceeded to propel backwards and land flat on her backside.  Her mother laughed, “I told you..”  This only seemed to enrage the small child more- who clearly would find a way to one up the fence. She runs again , and again at the fence, believing , maybe this time she could out think the fence!  But alas…she didn’t and thus..Emma never learned ‘I can’t” as a viable reason not to try something many, many times.<br/><br/>This ideology was holding true today with the Ghoul.  She enjoyed watching the woman speak. Such anger.  It was almost as fun to egg on as it was to listen to.  Smiling ear to ear, a creepy shit eating grin, comprised of nothing but  10pounds of military grade ‘I do not give a fuck’ –<span style="color: blue"> “Well I like you too Sweetpea…” </span><br/><br/>She  narrows her brow and her smile fades as she continues,<span style="color: blue">“Make something right? What the fuck are you making right? What lies did they tell!?” </span><br/><br/>Shes confused now,<span style="color: blue">“The fuck does the Legion have to do with the Gangers!?” </span>Shes oblivious, both groups she loathed with every fiber of her being,  but  she failed to see the connection.<br/><br/>She turns to the man who was apparently the business partner of the ghoul, and asks,<span style="color: blue">“Do you speak fuckin’ jibberish? Cause this bitch is off her rocker…The fuck do you assholes think I did?!”</span><br/><br/>Emma of course didn't mean any of what she had just said about the strange ghoul who saved her.  She in actuality was starting to like the woman...even if the ghoul felt she had to blow both her knee caps clean off.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>