Regina always makes a point to be at Henry’s eye level when speaking to him. As a child, this was easy - she could kneel or lean down, catch his eye, and hold it as they spoke, whether it was about Marvel’s multiverse or whether grated parmesan or flaked parmesan was better on ravioli.
It’s hard for Regina, then, as she notices her little baby bear is at the same height as she is. She doesn’t admit it, but she misses that little touch of being considerate and treating him as an equal.
It takes her a while to notice. Henry is a full head taller than she is, by then, and their relationship has taken more turns than one of the race courses he used to love as a toddler. It’s a minor thing, as it usually is, just a debate over whether ice cream bars or fudge bars are better for a post barbecue dessert.
He is making his point in firm, Charming inspired tones when she finally notices. He’s been doing it for years by then.
He’s leaned down to meet her gaze directly as they talk.