[At his voice, and worse, at visual confirmation, Regina isn't sure she isn't dead, and any anger she had or tirade she was about to go on disappears completely. Her mouth is slightly agape, and admittedly, it's impressive that she's speechless for a moment. The last thing she'd done in regards to Neal, was toss dirt on his grave, and it hurt - not because they were particularly close, but because Henry's lost his father before he even had the chance to know him.]
You're...this is...
[She pauses, straightening her back.]
Where are we? What is this?
[She wants him to have the answer, she really does.]
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You're...this is...
[She pauses, straightening her back.]
Where are we? What is this?
[She wants him to have the answer, she really does.]