"I could." Regina pursed her lips and then leaned closer to press a quieter kiss to his mouth. "I will. It might be nice to...be somewhere that isn't haunted for me." They hadn't discussed it, not at all, the ghost who reminded her entirely too much of Daniel and the ever-present reminder of the site of the first murder (her mother's). But she was ready, at least, to let him know sometimes that space bothered her.