Well, she hadn't recognized her on sight, but she remembers her voice as the woman offering to keep an eye out for Charming, who thought she was someone named Mary Margaret.
Her daughter.
When Henry had explained it to her, she hadn't really believed him, of course. The poor kid sounded confused, kept mentioning a place she'd never heard of. That sort of thing she figured, was to be expected after an experience like this one. Still...He'd said things that had made sense to her, that she didn't think he could know about, if there wasn't...Some truth to something, in all of this.
Looking at Emma now, she doesn't even have to try to see James in her, to see herself. When she realizes she's been rude, she's hasty in re-directing her gaze, and gesturing to the chair across from her]
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Well, she hadn't recognized her on sight, but she remembers her voice as the woman offering to keep an eye out for Charming, who thought she was someone named Mary Margaret.
Her daughter.
When Henry had explained it to her, she hadn't really believed him, of course. The poor kid sounded confused, kept mentioning a place she'd never heard of. That sort of thing she figured, was to be expected after an experience like this one. Still...He'd said things that had made sense to her, that she didn't think he could know about, if there wasn't...Some truth to something, in all of this.
Looking at Emma now, she doesn't even have to try to see James in her, to see herself. When she realizes she's been rude, she's hasty in re-directing her gaze, and gesturing to the chair across from her]
Why don't you sit?