[Regina stepped forward, fingertips brushing through Henry's hair as she leans in for a hug. It feels weird, different that he is as tall as he is. She wonders if he is from the future, but she really isn't sure she wants to know or ask. She's had enough trouble with time recently that she doesn't really want another dalliance with it.
Reluctantly, she pulls back from Henry, nodding her head in agreement.] Even I don't dare step into that thing.
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Reluctantly, she pulls back from Henry, nodding her head in agreement.] Even I don't dare step into that thing.
Henry, where are we? This... This is not home.