A/N: Short tease chapter cause I'm evil
Feet propped up on the couch, TV volume far too loud for a small apartment, Emma relaxes on the couch with a plate of sushi on her chest. When the front door opens, she doesn't bother turning her head and instead gestures to the fridge with her chopsticks.
"Sushi's in the fridge, kid," she says around a mouthful of rice and seaweed.
Henry takes a moment to absorb the scene around him before dropping his bag next to a briefcase and moving to the fridge. Inside, he finds a roll for him with a pair of chopsticks resting neatly along the plate. He shrugs and joins his mom in the living room with his own plate of sushi.
"Everything okay, Ma?" he asks, settling in the chair adjacent her.
"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"
Henry looks down at his sushi and glances at the action movie on the TV. "We haven't had sushi in… a long time."
Emma shrugs and puts another piece of the roll in her mouth. "Had a hankering."
"You always said sushi's stupidly expensive and refused to buy it."
Emma lowers her plate and looks at him for the first time. "Can't a woman want some fish every once in a while?"
Henry throws up a hand in defeat. "Alright, alright. Sushi, yum." He pops a piece in his mouth. "How did today go?"
"Great," Emma responds.
Henry stares at her, expecting more, but when she simply takes another bite, he rolls his eyes and focuses on his food. He jumps when Emma's bedroom door opens next to him.
Emma looks up and smiles. "Hey, Gen."
Henry snaps his head around with wide eyes to see Gen in the doorway. "Um, hi?"
Gen nods to Henry. "Good evening, young Mr. Swan-Mills." She turns to Emma. "Ms. Swan-"
Emma shakes her head. "I think at this point, you can call me Emma."
Gen smiles. "Very well, Emma. I plan to retire to my apartment for the evening."
"Already tired?" Emma teases.
Gen lets out a light chuckle. "The settlement is tomorrow. Shall I meet you at the café?"
Emma winks. "Count on it."
"Goodnight to you both." Gen grabs her briefcase and exits the apartment.
Henry watches her go then snaps his head back around to Emma, anger evident on his face. "What the hell was that?" When Emma ignores him, he presses on. "What about Mom?"
"That is none of your business, remember?" Emma snaps back. They stare at each other until Henry concedes.
"Alright, I'm sorry. None of my business." Henry sighs and turns in his seat a bit, facing the TV more. "I just hope you know what you're doing."
"Henry," Emma warns.
"I'm done. Don't worry." He shakes his head a bit and focuses on his food.
Emma finishes off her last piece of sushi with a smile on her face.