"I know you wouldn't, Emma," Mary Margaret said, after letting the small surprise at the defensive snap fade about as fast as it had come. Because it sounded almost like she was tell herself, as much as assuming on why she's asked the question. "It's not who you are."



She did, too. Know that Emma couldn't use anyone, no less someone she might feel something for, anymore than she could easily let anyone in. If anything, it's not surprise that Emma left before anything could get too serious, but actually a sense of familiarity.

With the whole subject of Emma letting people in, from any context or direction. How hard that is for her. To be vulnerable and open up. Especially for any of the wrong reasons.