She hadn't expected honesty, really. Few people were truly honest, if they let themselves admit it. It took a lot to see the truth of someone. Some people put up walls even where they didn't intend to. It wasn't a bad thing, it was human nature. Baring your heart and your soul to people was difficult for even the best natured person. For someone like Emma, or Loki, or so many of the other people of Lawrence, those walls were practically a necessity. Letting anyone in too close was dangerous.
So she listened twice as intently as she ordinarily would. And she was, admittedly, nervous. Perhaps not scared. Not yet. But anything that had the power, the ability, to render any part of Loki powerless was intense. Something that she probably should be afraid of, and the gripped her daughter just a bit tighter. The baby whimpered a bit uncomfortably, and Emma pressed her lips into a line, standing to pace with her instead.
She swallowed hard, her mind running in a thousand different directions. This was all still new to her, magic and powers and abilities. Considering her own background, one might think it'd be considerably easier. But before Storybrooke, she'd been just as human and mortal and ordinary as anyone else. So she'd thought. Even now there was so much of herself that she didn't know. The twinges of magic that ran through her, that could have been used to her advantage if only she'd found out about them. But finding out, trying to understand, all of that wasn't to happen yet. Her experience with magic consisted of Merlin assisting her, using his magic through her, and getting to know people like Loki or Ruby, who had magic at their disposal.
And then there was Regina. She wasn't a nice person by any means, but she wouldn't have silenced Loki, would she? Had she somehow tricked him into saying he would try and bind her magic when she'd honestly had no intentions of it?
"Wary?" she finally blurted, her worry getting the better of her. "Wary? Loki..." She shook her head and stopped her pacing, burying her face in the warmth of her baby's soft neck. "Someone physically silencing you is possibly the scariest thing I've heard in a long while. And that includes being attacked by massive amounts of demons."
That churning in her stomach was back. The one from long ago, back when she first found out she was pregnant and was blaming stress. Well. Maybe it had been.