[ She might be the first orphan in history to have that particular, edge. The arguing's done, she's not thinking about reopening an old wound, but she can't help but wonder who she'd be if not for how her parents intervened. Not that it matters, not now, when the darkness is waiting for her back in Storybrooke. Normally she'd start by asking what Killian has in mind when he says he wants to take advantage of being here, but the monkey joke catches her attention first.]
No monkeys. And he wasn't really a monkey, anyway. You were just jealous. [He was a guy turned into a monkey turned back into a guy to do Zelena's bidding. That's minimal monkey status at best and the kind of thing that has her making a face and pointedly moving away from him in mock annoyance. It's fair, she probably should have been able to see through all the lies he told her, but Walsh was more of an idea to her than a person. She liked what he represented, the future she thought was in reach. That's not to say she's disappointed with what she has, because she'd pick Hook every time.
She was looking to be normal in New York. Now, the main goal is to be happy.] I miss those few weeks of peace and quiet in Storybrooke. [The ones they managed to sneak in while Gold was building the evil equivalent of the Spice Girls. Days, weeks, over a month of downtime. It was nice while it lasted.] No curses, or witches, or sleeping potions.
[No mention of a monkey, either. Thanks for nothing, Hook.] A couple of people said it's possible to be happy here. I'm not giving up on getting home, if you want to talk strategy I'm in, but it's not impossible, I guess.
[It doesn't take long for her to cave, sliding back into his arms with soft huff of breath. His history says they can beat this place. They're not aging, time isn't passing the way it's supposed to. There's going to be an opportunity to get out sooner or later, the hard part is finding it, and being prepared to go for it. The people who want to stay have a right to, but there are plenty of people here who want to leave. They've said as much, but they've been here for so long that they've stopped believing in what they're capable of.] You're here, Henry's here. I want as much time as we get to have.
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No monkeys. And he wasn't really a monkey, anyway. You were just jealous. [He was a guy turned into a monkey turned back into a guy to do Zelena's bidding. That's minimal monkey status at best and the kind of thing that has her making a face and pointedly moving away from him in mock annoyance. It's fair, she probably should have been able to see through all the lies he told her, but Walsh was more of an idea to her than a person. She liked what he represented, the future she thought was in reach. That's not to say she's disappointed with what she has, because she'd pick Hook every time.
She was looking to be normal in New York. Now, the main goal is to be happy.] I miss those few weeks of peace and quiet in Storybrooke. [The ones they managed to sneak in while Gold was building the evil equivalent of the Spice Girls. Days, weeks, over a month of downtime. It was nice while it lasted.] No curses, or witches, or sleeping potions.
[No mention of a monkey, either. Thanks for nothing, Hook.] A couple of people said it's possible to be happy here. I'm not giving up on getting home, if you want to talk strategy I'm in, but it's not impossible, I guess.
[It doesn't take long for her to cave, sliding back into his arms with soft huff of breath. His history says they can beat this place. They're not aging, time isn't passing the way it's supposed to. There's going to be an opportunity to get out sooner or later, the hard part is finding it, and being prepared to go for it. The people who want to stay have a right to, but there are plenty of people here who want to leave. They've said as much, but they've been here for so long that they've stopped believing in what they're capable of.] You're here, Henry's here. I want as much time as we get to have.