"I know it's impossible. But I remember it. And I've yet to find a way home."

His expression lights up a bit, and he reaches for her hand. It's a long shot. Portals are difficult at the best of times, and even harder when your destination is the world without magic. But he'd had a portal, and it was Emma's magic fueling it. She doesn't have Gold's wand, perhaps, but she's still Emma. Still the Savior. If anyone's magic could reverse this portal spell, it would be her.

"But you--Emma, your magic. It almost got us home before. Do you think there's any way...?"