Emma sat inside the Underworld version of Granny's, debating whether she really wanted to drink her hot chocolate or not. Knowing the blind witch, it was probably poisoned.

And then there was the fact that she was currently in the Underworld. Surrounded by people who had unfinished business, and were looking to her for help. Yay for being the Savior.

The bell on the door jangled as Regina walked in. She looked around, smiling when she noticed Emma sitting at what would have been her usual table if they weren't in the Underworld.

Without even looking at anyone else, Regina walked over and sat across from Emma. Emma didn't even acknowledge Regina's presence; she was too busy looking out of the window, lost in her thoughts.

Regina looked at her in concern before clearing her throat, gaining her attention. "Are you okay?" Regina asked.

Emma nodded. "Yeah. Just lost in thought."

"Lost in thought, or just lost?" Regina asked.

"Both," Emma said. She ran her fingers through her hair before sighing. "I don't know what to do."

"Something's bothering you," Regina said. "Besides the obvious fact that we're in the Underworld saving a man whom you no longer have feelings for."

"I gave him the darkness," Emma said. "I owe it to him to try and save him from this place."

"But that's not what's bothering you," Regina said, leaning forward. "Something else is. Something bigger than just feeling like you owe Hook."

"It's nothing," Emma said. "I should probably get going, I told my parents I would help with the phone booth situation."

"Right," Regina said. "How very nice of Cruella to get rid of the only contact anyone has with the real world."

Emma winced at the mention of Cruella's name, which Regina immediately noticed. Before Emma could leave the booth, Regina grabbed her hand. "Emma."

"I don't want to talk about it," Emma said, averting Regina's gaze.

"Emma, look at me," Regina said, squeezing her hand gently. Several beats passed before Emma hesitantly looked at Regina. "What happened with Cruella was an accident."

"I killed her," Emma said. "She's down here because of me."

"And do you know how many people are down here because of me?" Regina asked. "I can guarantee you that most of the unfinished business down here is because of me. What you did was an accident. What I did was on purpose."

"Does it matter?" Emma asked. "I still killed her."

"She was going to kill Henry," Regina said. "You were protecting him. Sometimes protecting those we love gets taken to a whole new level."

"Like killing someone?" Emma asked.

Regina sighed. "You're missing the point. Beating yourself up over the death of Cruella isn't going to reverse what happened."

"No, but it does allow me to realize what a terrible person I am," Emma said bitterly.

"You are not a terrible person," Regina said strongly. "You were doing what the Savior does best. Saving."

"Maybe I don't want to be the Savior anymore then," Emma mumbled.

"You don't mean that," Regina said. "Being the Savior is in your heart. No matter how hard you try, you will always try to save people."

Emma sighed. "Yeah, I know."

Regina smiled. "Killing one person does not make you a terrible person. Especially when it was an accident. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am," Emma said, earning an eye roll from Regina. She laughed, letting go of Regina's hand and getting out of the booth. "Now let's go defeat the God of the Underworld."