"I know, sweetheart, I know." Regina stroked her hair and drew her daughter into her lap like she was still small, and held her tightly. "I know. You lost something so precious you don't even know what it was yet, and all you can feel is that you want it back, that it's not fair it's gone, and mad as hell that it hurts so much." She pressed a kiss to the top of Snow's head and rocked her. "Scream and cry. Get it out. Don't let it turn black on you."