[ the way emma had talked to faraday— it had been purposeful. it had been meant to hurt him, is the worst part, without giving any of herself away at the same time. she doesn't react with violent, obvious anger like faraday — not until she's truly pushed, like she had been when he'd brought up matthew — especially not when it's so clear that meeting that sort of flashbang rage with her own would have been more easily written off than the sort of quiet, unmovable disgust she could really summon up.

that had far and away had the effect she'd wanted it to — at the time.

after, she'd just felt guilty.

and there he just has to go and ask those questions, the hard ones that she struggles to answer even for herself. her body language doesn't radiate that of a liar, but rather, someone uncertain, like she's out of her element — which she is. ]

Because—

[ her lips purse, brow furrowing, and she tries to figure out how to properly articulate what she whats to say. ]

Because I've gotten accustomed to havin' you here with me.

[ because he's become a part of her life in ways she didn't expect, and she'd felt a kind of emptiness when he vanished. ]

And everything I said to make you think otherwise...

[ her jaw tightens, and she looks to the fire before finally turning her eyes on faraday. ]

I said it to be unkind. Not because I wanted you gone.