#smooth emma

Julian: *blushes*

Protect Regina senses kicked in. Let’s divert the angry mob from tearing my baby-I mean enemy apart.

Emma chuckled. She was one of those people who were fascinated, even cheered up, when that kind of storm hit. Of course, it was less nice when you were outside, and the first thing she did was to order Killian to lose all the metallic objects. She let go of her weapons as well, and her satchel, before she lead him under a rock that stick out of a wall and barely repaired them, pulling off her cloak and throwing it on their heads. She pulled the fabric between them towards herself, pushing him to almost fall on her, "It's cold without cloak," she explained with mock innocence, leaning closer. "Don't worry anymore, I'll protect you from the bad storm," she added with a wink, and while she was clearly little concerned for that, she really had no intention to let him catch a cold.