Maybe nobody noticed because you were used to that kind of thing?

[Emma shrugs slightly. She was still weirded out by the fact that Tinkerbell hadn't been the little pixie that Disney had painted her as. The mention of Hook makes her stall, tilting her head as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear before replacing it on her sword, keeping ready.]

I guess it's not. It's just...I dunno, it's something to get used to. And if I ever get sick of it I can always just spend like a week or something at the Station. Get back to modern times.

[Part of her thinks that even if she had grown up in the Enchanted Forest she wouldn't have liked doing any of those typical princess things, let alone her room. She would have probably pestered her father for sword fighting lessons rather than accompany her mother to balls or whatever. She's still having a little bit of trouble embracing them as a family, but she had called them mom and dad before she'd gone to leave Storybrooke as Pan's curse hit.

It was a start at least.]

Well, she's already taken her frustration out on me when we got here so maybe she'll have cooled down by now.