But she looks at him anyway, looks at his eyes. And he's right about one thing, she realizes. None of the ghosts, or whatever the hell, had reached out to touch her. They couldn't. They tried, but disappeared. They couldn't touch her.
Regina's eyes didn't leave his, her voice shaking a little as she just looked at him.
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But she looks at him anyway, looks at his eyes. And he's right about one thing, she realizes. None of the ghosts, or whatever the hell, had reached out to touch her. They couldn't. They tried, but disappeared. They couldn't touch her.
Regina's eyes didn't leave his, her voice shaking a little as she just looked at him.
"They aren't real."