<div style="text-align: justify;">Ursula chuckled softly when John said he would feel bad if the egg he was eating ended up hatching. "Well, don't you worry about this", she replied with a smile. "I will make sure it doesn't happen". After this comment, the girl kept working and listening at the same time. Holding a hen with one arm, she started checking the eggs with her free hand, ignoring the protests coming from the mother.<br/><br/>"No, I don't think you are crazy. But I do find it odd that they would want you to marry a cursed girl", Ursula answered honestly.<br/><br/>When John said his name, Ursula froze in place. She blinked a few times, trying to find her voice. "Hmmm", she started, still confused. "John Charming. You are John Charming, and you are standing here helping me pick eggs". Ursula's voice didn't let on that she didn't believe him. She sounded more like she was trying to make sense of this whole thing.<br/><br/>"That is... new. I had never had anyone like you in my inn". She fell silent for a moment, while finishing collecting the eggs. Still in silence, Ursula motioned for John to follow her back inside. Only in the kitchen, already moving to prepare breakfast for them both, did she speak again. "I believe you. But I don't understand why you are here".<br/><br/>The girl's eyes widened and she looked at him. "Did you run away from your home?". Her voice sounded concerned. "Please, tell me you did not. I understand your situation is frustrating, but running away would only make things worse".</div>