Emma is still rather sleep laden,her eyes glossed over and exhausted.  She yawns and trys to look as casual as possible, until that is Loretta gives her a 'look'  and utters,<i><span style="color: purple">'Can't blame you really.'</span></i>. The convict looks to Loretta and winces immediately, the images of the dream still a -little- vivid still.  Shes still trembling a bit, and sits on the edge of the bed facing away from the ghoul for a moment, as she tries to gain her composure.<span style="color: blue">"I think eating would be the most realistic option." </span>She never did get that food last night..and it had been a damn long while since she'd eaten.<span style="color: blue">"Don't think I'll be sleeping anytime soon. Wouldn't mind a shower before we head out for the day either, if you don't mind ..I mean I can make my way back to my room too." </span><br/>The -LAST- thing Emma wants is to be sent back to her room alone,<br/>She looks around in the dim light,<span style="color: blue"> "I'm sorry if i woke you Loretta. I ..um...this happens sometimes." </span>her face is flush and her heart is still pounding out of her chest as she tries to calm down.<span style="color: blue"> "Erm...I know you needed the sleep so, my apologies." </span><br/>The convict stands on her feet again, wobbliness evident as she starts to make her way to the foot of the bed, intent on making it to the shower.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>