Emma caught herself before she fell back on her ass, giving the woman a look of determination, though there was a trace of confusion there as well. The woman knew her name and yet she had never seen her before, not that she could recall. The fact she knew of the dagger and Rumpelstiltskin, suggested she was from Storybrooke, but she'd have thought she'd remember seeing this woman before if she lived there.
For the moment, since surprise had been lost, Emma remained standing where she was. Though she was mulling over her options even as she decided to answer the woman's last statement. "I don't know how you got that dagger, but it isn't yours. I want it back in it's rightful owner's possession again." She paused a beat. "And who the hell are you anyway?"
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For the moment, since surprise had been lost, Emma remained standing where she was. Though she was mulling over her options even as she decided to answer the woman's last statement. "I don't know how you got that dagger, but it isn't yours. I want it back in it's rightful owner's possession again." She paused a beat. "And who the hell are you anyway?"