She can barely managing standing still when she's trying. Giving Graham a tight-lipped, incredibly grateful, can't even stay on his face, for looking back to Emma that rapidly, smile. She turned around, almost leaning against Emma's desk, watching as Graham opened the door to his office, only to not even be able to settle that much.

She couldn't stop playing with her hand, either. Shifting back and forth. Settling on Emma's face, with an inability to even know where to start. It just exploded out finally, "He left his wife."

Mary Margaret had meant for there to be lead up. Not for her heart to jump into her throat at hearing herself say those words. Aloud. Finally. Real. Not Regina. Not David.

"David. He left her." The words wouldn't stop. She could barely contain herself to one space. "He left Kathryn!"