Emma cry and hug someone? That was definitely something out of character for her. Crying was left for the weak, and hugs well, those had to be earned. Scott coming back was not a surprise - at least not to her. After going through so much loss, another death just seem like a normal occurrence, and Scott actually being found alive? Well, that was more normal than someone dying. Emma learned a long time ago, that while things might seem one way, never to underestimate it being something completely different. Scott coming back from the grave? Well, that seems normal. He was a strong man before he "died," it was very unlikely he would go down without a good solid fight.
Emma's smile faltered at the mention of Jean. That red head always seemed to ruin things for Emma. As Scott turned about to leave, Emma rose to her feet.
"I can help you, Scott." Emma nodded, "I'm not keen on erasing your memories, just because seven years is a lot of memories to erase. Besides, what happened to you in that time, I feel in the end can ultimately help you here." Emma paused, waiting to see if he was going to leave or hear her out.
"If the memories are that painful to remember, I can help you cope with them. The mind is a wonderful - yet dangerous place, Scott. If it's seven years that you want to forget, then I think it's the years before those that need to surface. Bury them deep in your memory, so you know it's there, but it's not at the forefront of your memories." Rounding the desk, she moved to lean against the front of the desk.
"What do you plan on doing now that your back, Scott?" Emma knew that if she went missing for seven years in the backwoods of Canada, she would take a long hot shower. Then probably head to Los Angeles for a week of shopping. Then again, not everyone was Emma Frost. Scott probably wanted to pay some bills and run a marathon.