"Huh." That's all Emma has to say as she contemplates the idea of a magical item from a different world not working in this one. It makes her wonder if that means if the dagger ever showed up here, it wouldn't work the way it was supposed to. That is sort of a terrifying thought, because Emma desperately believes she needs something that is capable of stopping her if she needs to be stopped.
It is her curse that keeps her more evasive about her magic. In a better circumstance, she might be willing to participate or be open about what she was capable of. Not now, not when she was basically a monster, haunted by darkness that always clung to her thoughts. She wasn't sure it was wrong to be afraid of her, yet she didn't want people to know and try and do something to protect themselves from her. So far she'd managed to control herself, if she had to try and fend off attacks... she couldn't know what would happen.
"Sounds good to me. Thank you." Emma wanted to learn more without painting a target on her back. Hermione was a great deal braver in that respect.
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It is her curse that keeps her more evasive about her magic. In a better circumstance, she might be willing to participate or be open about what she was capable of. Not now, not when she was basically a monster, haunted by darkness that always clung to her thoughts. She wasn't sure it was wrong to be afraid of her, yet she didn't want people to know and try and do something to protect themselves from her. So far she'd managed to control herself, if she had to try and fend off attacks... she couldn't know what would happen.
"Sounds good to me. Thank you." Emma wanted to learn more without painting a target on her back. Hermione was a great deal braver in that respect.