(Would you mind if I joined? I know I'm late for this.)
Emmaya saw the group and watched intently for a bit. She joined the group hesitantly, yet eagerly at the same time. Her emotionless eyes lit up with a flicker of expression-happiness. These people were like her, and understood. Yet as soon as the happiness in her eyes came, it dissapeared. She had to remind herself who she was-she was Emmaya.
"Hi" she said, the sadess in her voice mixed with pain and anger, almost making you want to clamp your hand over your mouth.
"I'm Emmaya" she sat down and settled in her position, as if she couldn't be moved.