Emma takes a moment, a little shocked by the fact she ISN'T pushed off as she embraces the ghoul..befuddles her. She was sure she'd get pushed aside. Loretta didn't seem the 'hug' sort. She hadn't  done it for shock value, she just was surprised.  She nods her head silently.<span style="color: blue">"My knees fine. Takes more then the blunt end of a shot gun to fuck me up." </span><br/><br/>She lies a bit. It hurt like hell, she was asking for it however- and didn't blame the ghoul one iota for the 'rough' treatment.<br/><br/>Emma tries to suppress a lopsided grin. She'd never had anyone look out for her before.<span style="color: blue"> "Ya mean that Loretta? Anyone fucks with me an you'll bash em in? What if its Ranger fuck.."</span>she pokes at the other woman playfully,<span style="color: blue">"I know he's yr' friend an all that..but ..um." </span>She fidgets a bit from side to side, playing with her fingertips as she looks down. The skin under the scaring on her face is turning a bite scarlet.<span style="color: blue">" I mean...I don't trust any NCR..an I know he means well, but I just.um..I don't trust em'. So..forgive me..for ..that. I know Fanya said my bounty's 'taken care of' but , we got a sayin' where I come from..if it looks too good ta' be true..It ain't." </span><br/><br/>The convict reaches a hand out, she warps her thin, scared and bruised fingers around Lorettas, and shakes her head. Back to the original point the ghoul brought up.<span style="color: blue"> "I don't flatter people I respect. Thats somethin' saved fr' fools stupid enough to buy into it.  I'm serious when  I say any fella' would be lucky ta' have you..er'...some skirt I dunno what flavor yr' into...." </span>she trails off silently, squeezing Lorettas hand once for effect. She isn't sure WHY she's decided to hold the womans hand captive, but she has.<span style="color: blue">"Yr' smarter then the whole lot of us. Worldly too. And fuck..fr' all thats been done to ya'. yr still a good person.  I don't know how the fuck you didn't wind up a bitter old cunt like me..but I'm glad you arn't."  <br/>
</span><br/><br/>That was supposed to be a compliment in the convicts mind..sincerity wasn't her strong suit.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>