Emma says nothing.  She wants to scream and continue to carry on. She doesn't.<br/>She wants to tell off the ghoul , kicking screaming carrying on and making rude gestures.   She refrains.<br/>Instead of making an already tense situation even more so, she backs away, continuing to stare daggers at Loretta. She takes a seat on the floor next to Becca, her knees drawn up much like the mechanics, but Emmas posture is far different. Theres arrogance, fire, and a lingering sense of 'this isn't over'.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure what bothered her more.  The fact someone was so self righteous, or that  the<i>someone</i>was Loretta.<br/><br/>Sure Emma'd been a bit of an indignant asshole this morning, but ...that was to protect the kid from something that obviously hurt her enough to  pop Fanya in the jaw.<br/>This was all getting very frustrating very quick.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"Lets hear it Painty.."</span>The nickname stayed...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>