On her way to the place, going through the hall, Loretta had heard some noises, some of them sounding like yelling, some of them resembling whines, and a menagerie of other sounds. One of the more familiar ones, a very panicked voice, made her think of Emma.This was all before she turned the corner to the stretch that went to Fanya's office, at which point she'd seen Becca walk inside. Loretta followed, keeping her original pace. She could hear that Becca had said a few things, but didn't try to listen in on them, since she figured she'd know soon enough.<br/><br/>When she stepped inside, She looked to see that nearly everyone in there was in a foul mood. She wasn't exactly happy herself, but it looked like there'd been much more drama than what she'd seen earlier that morning. Emma was disheveled,  Becca and Jynx both looked to be on the verge of tears if they weren't already, and Fanya looked outright hurt. The huge bruise on her arm was only one of the ways in which it had happened, it seemed. Simon was there as well, although he didn't seem anywhere near as distraught as the others, and so she stood near the couch on which Simon rested, puffing wisps of smoke. "<span style="color: purple">Hey, Simon,</span>" she whispered softly, "<span style="color: purple">what went on in here? Looks like a Fat Man of emotion went off.</span>" Her concern was genuine, but she knew that her just butting in would be of no help at all. She figured she'd wait until any of the matters came up again in conversation or the meeting was over before trying to do anything about it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>