Snow and Grumpy
Snow:  the only thing that needed protecting is destroyed--my heart.
Grumpy:  It will get better.
Snow:  Yes. Yes it will. This will take all of my feelings, all of my pain, and destroy them.
Grumpy:  No.
Snow:  Why? You of all people should understand. You've lost love. What if your pain could be erased?
Grumpy:  I don't want my pain erased. As wretched as it is, I need my pain. It makes me who I am. It makes me Grumpy. Look around Snow. You're not alone anymore. I promise you, that's all the cure you'll ever need. If the pain is too much, you can always drink it, but for today, put it away.