Tracking. Though from what you told me your tracking was a little different to mine. The tracking that Red taught me. Yours involved using technology to help you, which, as useful as it is, we don't have as much access to it here. Not--not that I'm not glad you're figuring something familiar here, Emma. I am.

[That reassurance only seems more awkward though. Snow tries, so hard, but she doesn't want to overdo it, push Emma away by coddling or smothering her now she's finally reunited with her daughter. So she turns her attention to the map, leaning over to check it with Emma before shifting, her gaze following Emma's hand.]

The lake. Let's keep going then. Looks like we might be nearly here. Though I'm still not....entirely sure about this. Going on this quest for them. Seems we're making a choice to help that side when I'd rather we try not get involved, that we talk this through. There are other ways instead of fighting.

[Of course, it is necessary at times. Snow understands that. Has taken losses herself in her own feud with Regina back home. She won't hesitate to fire an arrow to defend herself or her loved ones but she's still hoping to figure another solution to this. Not that people really have any reason to listen if she were to try negotiate. She's not a princess here. This isn't her home. She continues, ensuring Emma isn't too far behind as the other pockets the map again to keep it safe.]