"It's good that he loves reading as much as he does. He has a good imagination." There's a smile on her lips until Robin begins speaking again, and when she pulls out a piece of paper she reaches out to take it, forehead knit a little in recognition.

"That looks like a page out of Henry's book. But it's not here as far as I know." Before she unfolds the paper, Regina meets his gaze. "There's a book, back in Storybrooke that's filled with stories about all of us. That's how he knew..." she makes a little face, eyes dropping down again. "It's how he knew what I really was and that there was a curse to be broken."