“Of course not.”
With a sigh Regina resigns herself to not bothering with this particular fight. Instead she sits down as if there is nothing to hide. Never mind the fact that HENRY could have been here, or any one of the heroes she was meant to be despising. Honestly, she had known that this was going to be a risky endeavor, however Maleficent’s presence was proving more troublesome that she’d anticipated. Giving the woman a small smile, Regina crosses her legs in her seat adjacent the woman. “And just what is it you’re hoping to accomplish with this… impromptu visit, hm, Maleficent? Surely by now I’ve proven my loyalties to you all. So that certainly can’t be it.” Narrowing her gaze in slight annoyance, she waits for the reply.
A smile eases across her lips, devilish in origin and with the eyes to match. She isn’t subtle, never has been and will never care to be. But isn’t that what her old friend found so….polarizing about her in the first place?
“Truthfully I was bored,” she answers as her gaze starts to take in the room, noting every touch of style Regina seems to have gained since they were last together. “With Ursula gone Cruella has taken to drinking her weight in gin every chance she gets. I was tired of the blubbering and what if’s. I left her at the cabin to sleep it off.”
Her nonchalance is palpable as always. There are few she’s ever cared for and most of them are lost to her. There’s no use in pretending anyone here is worth her time or worry. Funny then that Regina is the one she seeks out at every whim.
“Did I interrupt anything?”