But she can't. She can't slow down, because -- "He did it for me."

That's the next biggest part. The part Regina wants her to feel the most terrible about. The part David wants her to feel most special about. The part Emma has to stop her from exploding both ways because of.

"He wants me to be with him." Oh god. All the words. She couldn't stop all the words. Mary Margaret was pacing behind Emma, seeing his face, his unwavering directness. Pulling her cardigan down, trying not to jump out of all of her skin. Just get it all out. Of her head, her chest, her mouth.

Almost proudly, awe struck. "He wants me to meet him tonight."