It's a bad joke but Emma sighs a weary laugh, anyway. She's luckier than she would have thought, knowing her normal tendency to end up alone. She's not sure why she got drawn into this place, but it's a relief to have someone here with her. It's not Ruby's responsibility to keep away the darkness, yet having someone she can trust? Well it might just help her without Red having to do a thing.

She probably should have followed along. The idea had been to do this together, and in the end, Emma lets herself get distracted by the absence. Her thoughts spin about as fast as possible until Red is back again, and Emma has to physically shake off the growing resentment toward the rather short bearded fellow making eyes at her from across the pub.

"Denerim, huh? Never heard of it." Emma had heard of at least a few magical worlds on accident just through popular culture, but she didn't remember anything about a Denerim. "Got it. Don't mention mom and pop." Honestly Emma didn't ride on her parents notoriety very often, anyway. She didn't identify much with the fact she was a princess.