[The phone starts recording accidentally as Mary Margaret presses her hand on it, her weight leaned on it for a moment while she rummages through things. When it's uncovered, it slips to the floor, resting on a pile of things, and tilted at an angle.
In the middle of the floor of a very
rustic apartment, Snow is settled on her knees. It's dimly
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[ Helen sees the broadcast right as she's about to walk into the building that Snow lives in. With a frown and quickly checking where the new apartment might be, it takes her a bit longer to deliver her gift to the woman. After finding it, Helen hesitates before knocking at the door. The basket in her hands is being held carefully, given what the contents are inside it. ]
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Pausing, she opens the door after a moment then smiles warmly at Helen.] Oh! Hi, Helen, come in.
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[Oh, ouch. She's glad the phone didn't broadcast her going through Ash's room, or finding the hidden birthday present from her mother, and she feels like the woman should know.]
Ma'am? The phone's on.
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Of course it is... [Just her luck.] Thank you for letting me know, miss.
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I'm sorry. I have some boxes, if you need them. Good and sturdy.
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I wonder what will return from Storybrooke next. My shop, your apartment. [ It's more a comment of pondering than anything. ]
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... I'd offer to help, but I'm on house arrest.
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[She smiles a little sadly and shakes her head.] I'll be fine. Besides, it's Christmas Eve, you should spend it with your family. I've only got a few of Emma's things to put away.
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You're still welcome to come over, you know.
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[She smiles a bit.] I wouldn't want to impose my sour mood on you. But if you can put up with that, I'll be there soon.
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