[ He is somewhat waiting for something to go wrong. Only because it's typically how things go in Storybrooke. Things go awry in some manner. Things don't quite pan out the way they hoped. He's very aware of that given that what he remembers last is the Black Fairy sending a curse to them. Eventually it mixed with the storm and here he is. Watching his wife try to break through this reality they're surrounded with. Using her bare hands.
There's a slight chuckle when she uses his words against him. He waits for her to take the first swing. He doesn't here a sickening crack of any bones thankfully. Instead Emma manages to get through. He doesn't move to step in. She's perfectly capable of punching her way through things. If she needs his help she'll ask. ]
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There's a slight chuckle when she uses his words against him. He waits for her to take the first swing. He doesn't here a sickening crack of any bones thankfully. Instead Emma manages to get through. He doesn't move to step in. She's perfectly capable of punching her way through things. If she needs his help she'll ask. ]