Emma & Jefferson~
This was good, this was great, if Jefferson was aware of what was happening then she wouldn't need to try and find the words for it. For Jefferson to know that something else was in his body, he'd realise that he didn't belong here, and that thing did. That had to help, right? It had to be useful for getting him back.
"Well it...he um... He tried to take it for a test, I guess. You know, killing things, maiming people, the usual for ugly, evil spirits." Emma wasn't sure just how much to share, how much Jefferson would know or find out in the long run. "Ruby and I stopped him and... Well, I had to get a little violent, but your body is fine, it's still in good shape. It's just... well, for now."
Beyond the slight bruising and the attempts at wrist breaking and the further head injury, the decomposition of the body without the soul in it was Emma's biggest worry. "First I guess we find your body, so... Station?" She figured she should try and not let him know that she was basically winging this whole thing.