Emma nods, feeling much better that at least-that- was out of the way. A slight smile crosses her lip when Loretta wraps an arm around her, but the kiss to the forehead sends an entirely different message. It was ..innocent.  Just shy of condescending even. She knew Loretta had a fucked up notion that Emma was a delicate flower that needed to be protected , but she wasn't.<br/><br/>She stares up at the night sky as the harrowing realization sinks in.  It was a very distinct possibility that all Loretta saw her as was this...random little girl she needed to take care of and look after. This of course isn't what the convict wants. She looks up at the night sky and winces..she can't let this delusion continue. She had to show Loretta what she was capable of..that she wasn't some stupid kid with a shitty attitude and a crush.  She'd show the ghoul how brave she was..and how fucking hard she'd fight..and she'd do it all before morning....<br/><br/><br/>She waits until she hears the ghouls breathing slow and stabilize. She tucks the blanket around the ghoul and tries her best to move silently.  She makes her way to the death car, pops open the instrument panel and starts to twist wires together.  She needed to do -something- to swing the odds in their favor..and she had just the idea on how to do it. She looks up to the night sky..she's got about four hours to pull this off...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>