During their explanation, Loretta had a brow that raised so high it would have disappeared into her bangs, if she had any. She followed which of them were talking as the conversation rode on, and when they mentioned how they knew the location of Damion, her face straightened with a sense of determination. Fanya's glance in her direction was unnecessary, as she'd just opened her mouth to say what was on her mind when Fanya had said it. Loretta gave a nod before confirming the judgement. "Yeah, you should come along."<br/><br/>She dug into the bag slung over her back, and pulled out on of the liter bottles of water. She handed it to the nearest of the two, telling them, "<span style="color: purple">Two days of fucking oughta have you thirsty as Hell, huh?</span>" Whether or not they accepted her offer, she then told them, "<span style="color: purple">You should get in the middle. Keep you from getting hurt from any side, and we can't have you getting shot here.</span>"<br/><br/>When everything had been settled, Loretta stood between Simon and Emma. "<span style="color: purple">Those elves me and Darion were talking about,</span>" she explained, "<span style="color: purple">are a bunch of fantasy cock-and-bull creatures from some pre-war stories. Mind, I'm not old enough to know what the stories actually were, but you can find 'em in a couple different books if you're lucky.</span>"<br/><br/>She then turned to Emma, and gave a gravelly vocal prod. "<span style="color: purple">Yo, Emma. You've been awful quiet.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>