Emma turned her head slightly, flexing her hand trying to get feeling to come back into it from the cold water. She wasn't supposed to be here. She was supposed to be at home with her son and family, not stuck God only knows where.

She attempted a slight smile, just to let the man know that she wasn't hurt or dying, but it definitely did not reach her eyes in any way, shape, or form.

"Emma Swan. I can't help but feel that I'm cursed you know?"