( she's not the only one that finds the accommodations more suspicious than comforting. he's the sort of person that rarely sees a kind gesture at face value, he always wonders what the motivation behind it is. surely there's a reason Wonderland tries to keep them complacent, but so far nobody has managed to cough up just why. at least Neverland showed the price of its magic, in the grueling ordeal it was to stay alive. Wonderland kept more close to the chest, at least so far. )
Of course you should. ( he's no stranger to nightmares cutting through desire to actually sleep. in fact, even before he showed up here, his sleeping schedule was... well, unique. to say the least. he's got plenty of darkness lingering in the back of his head, and it seizes the opportunity when he's asleep to remind him of all the things he'll never forget. he supposes Emma isn't far from that and doesn't ask her to elaborate on what horrors she has to face alone in her dreams, just curling the arm around her a little tighter and settling his chin on the top of her head. at least for a moment.
it's hard to keep her there when she says things like that. a whisper at the back of his thoughts sneers that this might be why she fell to the darkness, because she needed someone to believe and there hadn't been anyone there. he's not sure how he failed to show her how much he believes in her, but he's not going to make that mistake twice. )
You've already done it, Emma. ( she's fought back the darkness of three scheming queens and his slithering crocodile, and if that wasn't enough: ) You've been fighting it your whole life, and unlike me, you've managed to beat it. ( she's right, their childhoods, their lives, they really aren't so very different. the biggest distance between them is that no matter how difficult, she took the right choice. she did the right thing. where he turned to darkness. he doesn't blame her for her slips because he's done that and worse. he doesn't want that for her if he can help it, but if it happened?
he tips her chin up from where she's buried it, as if there's no conflict if he can't see it written on her face. )
There's nothing you could do that would make you without hope. If there's hope for me, there will always be hope for you. ( and he's not the only one that believes that, he's sure. her parents falter all too much for his liking but her son wouldn't. and neither would that aggravating queen, who has struggled with finding the light just as much as he has. )
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Of course you should. ( he's no stranger to nightmares cutting through desire to actually sleep. in fact, even before he showed up here, his sleeping schedule was... well, unique. to say the least. he's got plenty of darkness lingering in the back of his head, and it seizes the opportunity when he's asleep to remind him of all the things he'll never forget. he supposes Emma isn't far from that and doesn't ask her to elaborate on what horrors she has to face alone in her dreams, just curling the arm around her a little tighter and settling his chin on the top of her head. at least for a moment.
it's hard to keep her there when she says things like that. a whisper at the back of his thoughts sneers that this might be why she fell to the darkness, because she needed someone to believe and there hadn't been anyone there. he's not sure how he failed to show her how much he believes in her, but he's not going to make that mistake twice. )
You've already done it, Emma. ( she's fought back the darkness of three scheming queens and his slithering crocodile, and if that wasn't enough: ) You've been fighting it your whole life, and unlike me, you've managed to beat it. ( she's right, their childhoods, their lives, they really aren't so very different. the biggest distance between them is that no matter how difficult, she took the right choice. she did the right thing. where he turned to darkness. he doesn't blame her for her slips because he's done that and worse. he doesn't want that for her if he can help it, but if it happened?
he tips her chin up from where she's buried it, as if there's no conflict if he can't see it written on her face. )
There's nothing you could do that would make you without hope. If there's hope for me, there will always be hope for you. ( and he's not the only one that believes that, he's sure. her parents falter all too much for his liking but her son wouldn't. and neither would that aggravating queen, who has struggled with finding the light just as much as he has. )