It had only been a matter of days since they'd woken to find Robyn in a basket at the foot of their bed. And all ready she had exhausted her aunt and father. No. Her mother and father. For that was how she needed to think of herself in regards to little Robyn. Because as long as she did so she could ignore the pain that she still carried inside of her heart over the circumstances surrounding her conception. Her pain was a burden that she would eventually have to tell her husband about - in detail - but for now she would keep most of it to herself. He knew what he needed to. And he knew her well enough to know when she needed space to work through what was weighing her down.
Though, Regina, did feel a little guilty leaving Robin to look after Roland and the baby. Especially because he was just as tired as she was. It was just that she needed an hour or two to herself. Which is why she found herself walking down a street in Freedomtown window shopping. After a quick glance in one store, Regina, continued her walk down the street until she stopped abruptly. A short distance in front of her there was a small group of six identical girls who looked to be around Henry's age and seemed to be debating something.
With her curiosity intrigued she approached the small group and once she was close enough asked, "having fun girls?"