Emma already knows what it is. She hadn't expected Dr. Hopper to. Hadn't really considered the notion of Henry talking about her, and his imaginings from the book. But Emma, already knows. Already knew before lunch today even.
So much in fact, somehow, it seems almost impossible not to just give her everything. Impossible to feel this weight, like a growing wall. Even if it did earn her Emma's disappointment.
Mary Margaret looked over at her, a brief glance, threatening to try and crack, before away. Endless, restless, fidgeting habit that it was, especially when she was distraught, she lifted her right hand, shifting her fingers and then using the pad of her thumb to spin the silver and period ring on her finger from across her palm and between her fingers.
"He said I was the only thing that felt right in the whole world."
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Date: 2012-03-30 11:24 pm (UTC)So much in fact, somehow, it seems almost impossible not to just give her everything. Impossible to feel this weight, like a growing wall. Even if it did earn her Emma's disappointment.
Mary Margaret looked over at her, a brief glance, threatening to try and crack, before away. Endless, restless, fidgeting habit that it was, especially when she was distraught, she lifted her right hand, shifting her fingers and then using the pad of her thumb to spin the silver and period ring on her finger from across her palm and between her fingers.
"He said I was the only thing that felt right in the whole world."