"Don't say that." Very quiet, but very urgent. "You can control it, and it won't win." Her voice sounds pained, and the hand at Emma's wrist slips to catch her hand, instead, gaze beseeching. "You have a good heart. The darkness will never eclipse that, not ever."
Red knows what it is to have darkness in her, to be drowning in her own dreams, in the nightmare of what she is. There's a lot about the Wolf she still doesn't know or understand, because she's not been around others in so long, and her time with them was so brief. How can you learn an entire culture and all about yourself in so short a time, especially when you think you have forever?
No. Shaking her head, Red is insistent, voice low. "I believe in you, and I know what's it's like to suddenly have this whole other part of yourself that you never understood. If there's anyone who can do this, it's you."
Shaking her head, Red just-- no. No way. No way. "Emma Swan, if you think that is going to be enough to scare me away, you have got another thing coming."
She's not even sure how to articulate this. It goes beyond Snow being her best friend and Emma being Snow's daughter. It goes beyond being a monster and knowing how it feels to be at war with yourself, as if you were on fire. Emma believed in her when she was some hapless girl who was only good at pouring coffee. She believed in her when she was a screw up, and maybe in her eyes that won't even compare to changing into the Dark One, but to Ruby that had meant everything. Emma was her lemur. "And don't even try to get away from me when I'm sleeping. I'd find you, and then I'd be mad."
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Her voice sounds pained, and the hand at Emma's wrist slips to catch her hand, instead, gaze beseeching. "You have a good heart. The darkness will never eclipse that, not ever."
Red knows what it is to have darkness in her, to be drowning in her own dreams, in the nightmare of what she is. There's a lot about the Wolf she still doesn't know or understand, because she's not been around others in so long, and her time with them was so brief. How can you learn an entire culture and all about yourself in so short a time, especially when you think you have forever?
No. Shaking her head, Red is insistent, voice low. "I believe in you, and I know what's it's like to suddenly have this whole other part of yourself that you never understood. If there's anyone who can do this, it's you."
Shaking her head, Red just-- no. No way. No way. "Emma Swan, if you think that is going to be enough to scare me away, you have got another thing coming."
She's not even sure how to articulate this. It goes beyond Snow being her best friend and Emma being Snow's daughter. It goes beyond being a monster and knowing how it feels to be at war with yourself, as if you were on fire. Emma believed in her when she was some hapless girl who was only good at pouring coffee. She believed in her when she was a screw up, and maybe in her eyes that won't even compare to changing into the Dark One, but to Ruby that had meant everything. Emma was her lemur. "And don't even try to get away from me when I'm sleeping. I'd find you, and then I'd be mad."