Day 28: Henry starts capturing moments with Robin.

Day 28

Henry had never been that fond of social media. Or at least he wasn't during the short year he had it in New York.

Emma had said he was too young to be on social networks. All those years both as a foster kid and a bounty hunter had made her wary of those websites, so she'd always monitored him closely on them. His friends had used them pretty freely though.

Whenever they'd hung out someone had always been taking video or photos and posting them to some place. Truthfully, Henry had never really gotten hooked on it like they had. Perhaps he was just lazy but the idea of documenting every moment of his life never interested him much.

Or at least it hadn't until Robin came back.

Henry knew about the numbers on his arm. No one had tried to hide what they meant and he tried not to let it get to him. It was still hard though. Losing Robin had been so hard for his Mom the first time, not to mention Roland.

When he was gone there wasn't much left to remember him by. A scarf that he'd caught his Mom sleeping with. An old hoodie that he'd snuck into the back of his closet. And a feather that Zelena apparently hadn't cared enough to keep track of. The lack of pictures was particularly jarring.

He hadn't wanted to say but before he'd reappeared he'd almost been forgetting what Robin looked like. His face hadn't exactly been lost, the details had just started to fade. Like how many smile lines he'd had, or how thick his eyebrows were supposed to be. Even the shade of his hair started to skew after the whole Robin of Locksely debacle. He'd been able to picture Robin's face, it just always seemed a little off though.

Just like when he tried to picture his dad's face. There was always some little detail that just didn't fit.

Maybe that's why he'd been walking around with his camera phone permanently glued to his hands now.

Ever since Robin's return he'd been trying to stealthily capture every moment he could with video and pictures. Mostly the ones of him with Roland and baby Robin. Their days spent in the park, nights being tucked in with lullabies, games of peek-a-boo and walks through the forest.

He wanted them to have more than he did with Neal. More memories, more proof that their father was actually here and that he'd loved them.

Something for them to look back on… should they have to look back at all.

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