"Oh, I'm sure that's not necessary." Mary Margaret said it quickly, and with no small note of rather sudden defense for David, if appreciating the point Emma was trying to make enough to get an awkward curve of her mouth. It's not a smile, but it's the closest thing since Emma commented on the scrubber in her hands.

"I'm pretty sure he heard me." Though whether he listened, or cared to, or was going to throw it to the wind and keep coming (his Just - remember what I said no less lost on her now as last words) regardless. "But, thanks anyway."

The last was a touch shy, back to some shyness.