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[GP/EP] Check-In Day
Why Caroline had needed her to help with Check-In Day she hadn't bothered to say. Just, "you said you'd help," and when Regina protested she wasn't good with people, "aren't you a Queen or a Mayor or something?" complete with shooing gestures. While Regina found Caroline more exasperating the terrifying, she did have a point.
So Regina suited up--literally, gathered her files and folders, coffee mug, pens and pocketed the wooden carving of Henry/Roland Robin had made for her, then headed for the cafe. If, polished and politic and patently Busy, she didn't offer newcomers the brightest or warmest smile when they arrived, it was nevertheless confident and quite possibly reassuring.
Caroline did friendly. Regina...did knowledgeable and polite. Dot and Ignis had been asked to provide finger food on catering trays. The still-grieving Miss Pryde had been tasked with samovars of tea and coffee and ice chest of soda and beer. Caroline's welcome baskets sat on the table beside Regina's for easy access. And though she didn't when she was alone in the office, Regina spent the magic to fix her eyesight so she didn't put glasses between her and new arrivals.
Madame Mayor was in.
So Regina suited up--literally, gathered her files and folders, coffee mug, pens and pocketed the wooden carving of Henry/Roland Robin had made for her, then headed for the cafe. If, polished and politic and patently Busy, she didn't offer newcomers the brightest or warmest smile when they arrived, it was nevertheless confident and quite possibly reassuring.
Caroline did friendly. Regina...did knowledgeable and polite. Dot and Ignis had been asked to provide finger food on catering trays. The still-grieving Miss Pryde had been tasked with samovars of tea and coffee and ice chest of soda and beer. Caroline's welcome baskets sat on the table beside Regina's for easy access. And though she didn't when she was alone in the office, Regina spent the magic to fix her eyesight so she didn't put glasses between her and new arrivals.
Madame Mayor was in.
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Possibly not right back, since Regina was plausibly the world's worst cook. (Not quite that bad. Henry had survived his childhood, but that's what frozen food was for.) She'd need to find Ignis to see what might suit a skinny energetic vegetarian kid of indeterminate age.
"Ignis?"
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"Thank you, Ignis. We've had a young boy arrive, vegetarian, but extremely energetic. He's hungry, and I'm hoping you'll have some good idea what to feed him."
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She paced off some of the energy while he prepared the meal, and after a moment words spilled out. "It's just that he's alone. Without parents. Or any adults. And we know some people in common." Or versions of them. "My son's about his age and I know he'd act like everything was fine and under control, but he'd be able to because he'd know his mother and I would come for him. But if he were here, we wouldn't be able to and--" She realized what she was doing even as the words tumbled free and put the brakes on her prattling tongue. "I want Sora to feel welcome and safe before it hits him that he may never see his family again."
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He'd arranged bowl of (probably) brightly-colored fruit salad, a bowl of hot soup, the freshly-grilled cheese sandwich, and a glass of juice on a tray - a solid enough meal to soothe both the child and the worried Ms. Mills. "Unlike we adults, he can't get drunk and pass out somewhere as a method of coping."
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Sora couldn't drink until he passed out, but Regina could use magic to soothe him to sleep if it became necessary. She hoped it wouldn't, but resolved to do what was needful to help the boy become acclimated, and made a note to explain to Snow so she wouldn't feel replaced.
When she emerged from the kitchen, it was only a few minutes later, but she half-expected Sora to have disappeared rather than wait. In a new place, Henry or Roland might well have.
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He was stuck. There'd be plenty of time to explore. But right now, he thought it'd probably help both of them if he let Regina look after him. And okay, maybe there was a little loneliness from missing all his friends instead of just some of them.
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"We weren't sure if eggs and cheese were okay. I went with yes on cheese and no on eggs. Everything else is strictly vegetarian," she explained in a vaguely maternal tone. "I hope that's all right."
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Perhaps predictably, the grilled cheese was where he started eating.
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For a little while, she just watched him eat and tried not to be creepy about it. But there was only so long you could distance-mom without looking creepy. She'd watched Emma (and herself) do it often enough to know. "Why don't you tell me where you're from that you know Pan?" she suggested, gently, without her usual imperative.
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She never once imagined that he might not know magic or that he might be bothered by her using it. He knew Pan. It couldn't.
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