Loretta's look said quite plainly that she didn't believe Emma's hasty dodge of the subject. Regardless, she wouldn't prod any further until they were able to talk again without so much worry on their minds. Now was the time to be preparing  for a big gunfight, not talking about personal issues. She stood up with Emma and said, "<span style="color: purple">Like Hell you're gonna be out there by yourself, especially drunk.</span>" Her cracked lips made a toothy smile, one that was a bit out-of-character to the impression she usually gave everyone else, and therefore a little bit creepy when one hadn't known her for very long. But, thankfully, Emma and Loretta knew each other better than anyone else, and even then, Loretta reckoned that there were so many more layers to peel away.<br/><br/>She planted a hand on Emma's shoulder, and said kindly, "<span style="color: purple">C'mon, let's nab that cleaner and cans, eh?</span>" before scanning the hallways in search of closets that might hold anything.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>