[Of course, in a new place, in a world so like the Enchanted Forest, there's no way that Snow is leaving Emma to head off on any quest alone. Requesting, demanding that she go as well. Mostly to protect Emma, of course, but also to spend time together. Naturally, it's been a while since the curse broke and they regained their memories, but Snow still cherishes every moment with Emma. Wants so badly to spend as much time with her daughter as possible to try make up for lost time. For those twenty-eight years apart. It still eats at her, and she admitted as much, finally, in the Echo cave back in Neverland.
Still, she tries to focus. To focus on their mission. She's hardly used to journeying to find certain items and the like but in a war situation, that's the new part. The part that makes this all the more dangerous that she wasn't letting Emma go alone. They're travelling along a path by foot when she hears someone approaching. Wordlessly, she gestures to Emma, tugging at her sleeve to move to the side of the road, out of sight. Watching and waiting until whoever it was went past. Not that Snow isn't friendly and trusting, she's simply wary given their situation. She turns back to Emma, brushing some much longer strands of hair from her face.]
It's hard to say how far we are yet, but we're making progress. How are you holding up?
[She asks, offering a hand as she stands and readies to head back up to the road. Of course she knows of the fairy rings, but that doesn't mean she entirely trusts them. Not yet anyway. But she is aware Emma isn't nearly so used to this sort of thing. Travelling so much. Even if she is used to danger after everything back home in the Forest, Neverland and Storybrooke.]
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Still, she tries to focus. To focus on their mission. She's hardly used to journeying to find certain items and the like but in a war situation, that's the new part. The part that makes this all the more dangerous that she wasn't letting Emma go alone. They're travelling along a path by foot when she hears someone approaching. Wordlessly, she gestures to Emma, tugging at her sleeve to move to the side of the road, out of sight. Watching and waiting until whoever it was went past. Not that Snow isn't friendly and trusting, she's simply wary given their situation. She turns back to Emma, brushing some much longer strands of hair from her face.]
It's hard to say how far we are yet, but we're making progress. How are you holding up?
[She asks, offering a hand as she stands and readies to head back up to the road. Of course she knows of the fairy rings, but that doesn't mean she entirely trusts them. Not yet anyway. But she is aware Emma isn't nearly so used to this sort of thing. Travelling so much. Even if she is used to danger after everything back home in the Forest, Neverland and Storybrooke.]