Even though she had just woke up, and past few days werenât exactly the most relaxing ones in her entire life, Emmaâs mind was as capable as usual - the rethorical hint of the question was well-spotted, it was Emma to refer more into the fact of how evil Cora was. She truly had met many people in her life that could be put into the category of âevilâ, however it was the first time she had met someone like the Queen of Hearts, and it wasnât a good meaning.
Even though she made somewhat a deal with Jefferson, she could not help the little glaze of hers to be a little too suspicious for her own good. It probably wasnât a good choice for striking up a friendship, but originally it wasnât why Emma was here with him. In fact, she didnât really choose this situation to happen, but since it already did, there was nothing wrong with the fact she would use it for her, and othersâ own good.
It was, however, obvious that Jefferson was supposed to do much more, than a pretty little chit-chat to get her look at him less judging, and consider him as someone trustworthy enough. For now, he had to take what he good, and probably be happy she didnât punch him the moment his face showed up in front of her face.
Because letâs face it, Emma was like that - impulsive and fiesty. She has taken some of this from her family, for sure, making quick and reckless decisions. Yet, her trust issues were something that she had gained over years, putting up the walls around her higher, than the highest tower in Enchanted Forest. And it was hard to get to her even if her credit wasnât blown away, like it was with Hatter.
All Emma could do at the moment, was not to make more unnecessary enemies. She needed peace, not silly wars, and people wanting her had on spike. That was why she agreed to the deal with Hook, that was also why she was here now with Jefferson, instead of punching him in the face and leaving, she was having a decent conversation. âYeah, itâs good you and your daughter are together now. Thatâs what matters. That you came back, and are there for her.â
Emma shook her head, shrugging her shoulders off, like seeing the scar after beheading was a normal, everyday thing. It wasnât; however, after the visit in Enchanted Forest, she managed to get over the impossible things - they never are that. Besides, she had already seen it once, before he fell down of the window. âYeah, well, itâs fine. I have seen it before on you⌠You know, that interesting night of our first meeting,â she replied, rubbing her finger delicately.
The moment he started the next part of his sentence she knew what was it about. Because there was always a catch, as Emma already knew. And hearing what he wanted was no big surprise either. âI hope you are aware of the fact I have no idea how to help you,â she said, narrowing her eyes slightly at him. âBut tell me one thing before I decide what to do about you,â she said, having the same, serious expression all over her face. âWhy. Why do you need the hat?â
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