What: Hanging about.

When: Early week Six.

Where: Fantasyland (because sooper magic powers)

Warnings: None yet.

Ruby didn't like straying from Snow. Not even for these precious few minutes while she scrounged for food. if it wasn't for her powers she doubted she'd be able to bring herself to do it... But she knew she that she could reach Snow's side in a heartbeat. She could smell the woman, among the rotting food and rubble. She could hear the steady heartbeat as she listened for any signs of trouble.

It was probably a bit stalkerish. She had to admit that. But it was just... this version of snow was still so young, it seemed. So innocent... and Ruby wanted to keep her that way. She knew full well what would await Snow if - when - they got home... She was determined to spare snow those feelings for as long as she was capable. With every ounce of power she had.

First, though, there was the little matter of them not starving. Little inhalations of breath as she tried to pick up the scent of fresh cooked meat. Vegetables. Anything, really - at least enough for her friend...