[ Jefferson glances down at the book with some interest just as Emma closes it, as if he can catch a glimpse of which clues she's already figured out and which she hasn't. He doesn't get a chance, really, and so he pulls his gaze back up to her, meeting Emma's eyes with his. ]
I wasn't sure I'd come, either.
[ Jefferson isn't quite sure what else to say, but he knows he doesn't want to let the admission linger awkwardly between them, so he clears his throat and adds: ]
I take it things went well with... [ Graham. Storybrooke. All of that. ]
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I wasn't sure I'd come, either.
[ Jefferson isn't quite sure what else to say, but he knows he doesn't want to let the admission linger awkwardly between them, so he clears his throat and adds: ]
I take it things went well with... [ Graham. Storybrooke. All of that. ]