"I didn't ask you to lock my door, doofus." She really needed to remember to not go to the school yard names, even as she crossed her arms over her chest defensively, fighting the urge to stick her tongue out at him. "Thank you for being utterly paranoid because your experience in other realms suck." Which, to be fair, so did hers. But she wasn't really ready to give him an 'I told you so' and let him be right.
She didn't have time to get interested in his notes or anything before he started with the diva routine, the same old 'you have to do something to help me' that she'd been hearing since she rolled into Storybrooke. "I don't want to be the Golden whatever." She never asked anyone to rely on her, to need her, to depend on her. She wasn't that type of person, she barely got by on her own sometimes. And then Henry came back into her life and before she knew it everyone in town was looking to her, needing her to help them, to save them.
She couldn't even save herself for crap sake.
"I gave up my job and my life to help your little storybook town, and get shot into another realm and fight witches and pirates and damn ageless children who stole my son's heart. I didn't want to go back to Storybrooke, I was happy in New York, but oh no, it's got to be Emma, she's got to give up everything and save everyone." Did it feel nice to have family? Yes. Of course it did, she'd gone from unwanted orphan to princess, but that came with so much else and Emma just wanted something simple, wanted something quite. Not for everyone to come to her with all their problems and expect her to magically fix them.
"I'm not the only person here with magic. You and Hook are just too cowardly to deal with Regina."