Emma had remained quiet through all of this.  Deep in thought, as she mulled over everything she had ever known. What if they asked her something she genuinally didn't remember?! What if they just sent her off to the gangers?  She couldn't relax. Her paranoid mind filled with 'what ifs.'<br/><br/>She watched with a smile as the pink haired lunatic and Becca shared an awkward but seemingly heartfelt kiss.  She missed that. Well..not the crazy. But one person genuinely caring for another. It  been years since she's been kissed of her own volition. But Emma had little time for such idle thoughts and practices.  The world wouldn't change its self anymore then NCR would crumble on its own.<br/><br/>She follows suit as Loretta asks for her key. Making a mental note of the Ghouls room.<span style="color: blue">"Room please?"</span>She asks D, reaching a hand out and stopping Loretta.<span style="color: blue"> "Lemme buy you a drink? Only fair since..you know. You busted my knee cap , gave me water and saved my ass twice today." </span>She offers a soft genuine smile. Gone is the bravado once again- it would rear its ugly head of course the second Emma felt she was in-charge again..but for now. She didn't. For now she just wanted some company. This was the first night she'd had since escaping that she wouldn't have to watch her back. It could also easily be the last. She'd like to spend it with a friendly face.<br/><br/>She holds up her hands as if to show shes not holding a weapon,<span style="color: blue"> "No horse-shit...promise."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>