Team Jeff!
Emma couldn't just leave her there, what if something happened? What if one of those things did something? What if the town did something? She couldn't just leave and not take care of Snow, couldn't run away and leave her out here with these monsters on the ground.
Wiping the tear streaks off her face, pointless with the continuing stream falling almost instantly after. Listing infinitesimally to the side, into the sudden weight of reassurance, of the presence of Jefferson, Emma tried to catch her breath, stroking a finger over Mary Margaret's forehead to smooth down matted hair. "Can we-- we need to bring her."
She knew it was a hindrance, she knew that it would slow them, that it would hamper one of them, but she just couldn't. "Please?" It came out small, almost pleading, as much as they needed to go, she just had to try.