As the portal closed behind Berry and all the rest, Maria felt a mix of emotions swirl through her gut. There was fear for their safety, hope that they'd succeed in their mission, confidence that they'd be fine, even without her, and, of course, a bit of anxiety to the tune of "I should have gone with them, they need me." Maria took a deep breath and let it out slowly, evenly. They'd be fine. All of her friends were competent, good people. Even though she hadn't known them for very long, she had to believe that they would all come back just fine. And if they didn't... Well, let's just not think about that just yet. Maria bowed her head, offering up a plea to whatever nameless being still listened to Periphery that all her friends would come back hale and hearty.
The rustle of fabric and a slow, shaky not-sob drew her head up again. Someone was still here. There was still someone around, someone who it seemed needed her help. Before Maria could say something, the Queen turned around and asked her if she was alright, and whether she knew Maria from somewhere. Maria immediately came out with "That line's a bit cliche, my lady, don't you think?" She stifled the growing bubble of horror-shame-excitement, cleared her throat, and continued, more gently. "I'm fine, my lady, and I thank you for asking, but I think the real question is: are you all right? I thought I may have heard you crying just now, and..." Maria took a step forwards, placed her hand on the Queen's shoulder, and looked her in the eyes, smiling. "I know we've only just met, and we're just about utter strangers to each other, but please, tell me everything. It doesn't do to keep your emotions all bottled up like that, you know."