Ruby wonders, for a moment, if what happened would be too much to share, even if she glossed over the details. For a moment she considers asking Hermione if she wants to know, before she just-- stops. Hermione is a kid. The kind of person who should be protected from that kind of information, and she closes her eyes tight for a second. You're a moron, Red, she tells herself. Belle isn't here, and Emma is vulnerable, and sometimes it feels like Snow has forgotten that she exists at all. She can't talk to anyone from home, but that doesn't mean she should dump it on a kid.
"You're right," she concludes, reining herself in. Just because a child has seen a lot doesn't make them less a child, or mean that they should know of more horrors. Peter is her burden to bear.
In fact, it'd be great if they could move right on from this, and she gives Hermione a quizzical smile, as if she's already moved on smoothly, and it isn't aching and hurting and carving out pieces of her. "You know I'm technically in my sixties, right? I'm the older person with sage advice, kinda."
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Hermione is a kid. The kind of person who should be protected from that kind of information, and she closes her eyes tight for a second. You're a moron, Red, she tells herself. Belle isn't here, and Emma is vulnerable, and sometimes it feels like Snow has forgotten that she exists at all. She can't talk to anyone from home, but that doesn't mean she should dump it on a kid.
"You're right," she concludes, reining herself in. Just because a child has seen a lot doesn't make them less a child, or mean that they should know of more horrors. Peter is her burden to bear.
In fact, it'd be great if they could move right on from this, and she gives Hermione a quizzical smile, as if she's already moved on smoothly, and it isn't aching and hurting and carving out pieces of her. "You know I'm technically in my sixties, right? I'm the older person with sage advice, kinda."