Now she was getting it. He nodded along as she broke down the statistics and said them out loud for herself, convincing herself, using Henry as motivation. He knew she had it in her, it wasn't that hard.
"Lets!" Hopping up back onto his feet, feeling better that she was in higher spirits -- this could only mean positive things for them -- Jefferson clasped his hands together and lifted his chin to see if he could spot the store from where they were. "Hmmmm would Sew-It be something? Sounds good enough to me."
Now adays they would need to search a fabric store if they'd been looking in the Land Without Magic. This place seemed to be a formation of old and new. He waited for Emma to pick herself up before heading for the store and once more opening the door for her.
This time, thankfully, there was no eerie old man sitting morbidly at the front. In fact, the place seemed empty of people at all. But it was well lit, and full of fabrics, crafting equipment, scissors, and just about anything Jefferson needed to crack a smile.