Emma wondered if Stark deserved anything she'd done. Or if Isaac deserved to be used like he was. She still needed to work up the courage to go and give him back his heart. It wasn't like she could ask someone else to do it.
But no. All Tony did was stand in her way and make silly remarks. He was just in the wrong place with the wrong smart ass remark. And she'd just choked the life out of him regardless. And Isaac was just convenient.
"You were a mad hermit in the woods, until you shacked up with Killian." But then, that worked for some people didn't it. Emma didn't think she could just brush it all off though. This wasn't some war, she wasn't fighting against demons or the unwitting accomplice in some scheme.
She'd consciously killed someone who did nothing, just because he was in her way. "I'm fine. I'm eating and I'm taking care of myself, I'm sleeping and I'm taking a break so that I don't wear myself out again. I'm doing okay, Garrett, I just need to destress for a little while."