Jean looked stunning, it was true. Emma almost wanted to hold a hand up to cover her eyes for how bright the smile on her face was. But she felt tired and worn. Frustratingly, she didn't quite understand what had happened to Jean. And the pain in her head wasn't getting any better. She did manage to keep on her feet and be alert. She even hugged Jean when she was close enough.
"Alright," Emma said. It was all she could say, really. She felt a bit sick.