"What you said, back in Storybrooke," she began as she walked with him out of the restaurant. "About this being a second chance? I do see that with you, Robin. But more than than that, you..."

Regina trailed off; she had never been good at this, or perhaps she'd forgotten how to be good at this somewhere in the time she'd learned to conceal her feelings, to push away her weakness so that no one could use it against her. She struggled now, but finally came up with the words she wanted.

"You give me hope for the first time in a long while."