Loretta closed her eyes and sighed for a moment; Emma's eyes didn't have to be seen, she'd felt them dig into her back. She continued to listen to what Fanya assigned everyone as the meeting went on, and jerked a bit to the side when Emma began to jump with excitement at the mention of her getting explosives. There were two things about that all that made Loretta worry, and rightfully so: first off, the woman's reaction to the idea of having lots of things that go 'BOOM!' brought about a few unsavory images of smoking craters and charred bits of bodies littering the ground. The second bit was just how quickly it turned her attitude around from most likely imagining ways to throttle Loretta to happier than a kid in a candy store that gave out free puppies. Another check in her mind about traits of the ragtag bunch to watch out for.<br/><br/>When Fanya reinforced the role of her as the focal point for right and wrong of them all, Loretta gave a solemn nod. "<span style="color: purple">Yeah, I caught it,</span>" she said, obviously a tad uncomfortable with as much responsibility that was placed on her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>