Emma raises an eyebrow, but lets it pass for now. After all not everyone’s mind can be fully at peak processing power in the morning. “It’s alright.” She replies with a soft ind smile. Even though something niggles at the back of her mind. Her instincts telling her something was off she just couldn’t put her finger on exactly what. As she took a sip of her hot coco with cinnamon. And did her best not to reflect upon the ‘Incident’ the Taco comment brought to mind. If she did she’d probably have to seriously consider making a trip to see Archie. Not that wouldn’t be a good idea to help deal with things that had been happening over the last several years but she just never seemed to have the time. As one thing after another seemed to constantly happen. Making it very hard for not just her but the whole town to breathe, take true stock of things and maybe..even talk through their problems though she had a hard time opening up about certain things.
Her brow furled slightly in thought, as she couldn’t help but wonder why that was anyway? There was moments naturally, Like in Never-land, even though it had been a part of Pan’s twisted scheme. She sighed softly for a moment recalling as she glanced idlely around a part of the diner about not only the good, the bad and the strange times they’d had inside it. But the time when things had seem simpler. With her and Henry talking and planning Operation Cobra. Her eye stopped and snagged on the one booth in particular where once a corny joke making sheriff had sat her first day here. August and his ‘Mysterious’ box and where Neal and their son had shared a sundae. She glanced sideways at the semi ex pirate who sat beside her bringing her back to the present.
She softly cleared her throat stealthily dislodging the small lump that had begun to lodge in it. Her face slipping back into the mask she used to hide behind as she rebuilt a small part of her protective wall. More out of habit as they had work to do. She was also half bracing for trouble to come waltzing through the door any minute whatever form it might take. After all if their wasn’t something fishy going on in StoryBrooke, Maine. Well it just wasn’t kosher she supposed.
A mere moment after a shiver went up her spine and not the good kind. “Does it seem colder in here to you?” She asked all of a sudden as her breathe turned to stream as the words left her mouth.
(Grimmsistr Your Up Next, Dearie)
Keeper of Emma’s Magic Wavy Hands, True Love Care Bear Stare and Snowing’s True Love Charm Heart.