Robin Hood should just be that nice guy down the street who stands up for you and your girlfriend/partner/wife when lesbophobes attack you and whose son makes ugly art that you love anyway and clutter your fridge with.
That is all.
Except in a heterosexist world it’s more than enough. It’d be awesome to portray a new person in Regina’s life as a fucking friend. She needs friends. And we need some alt-family goodness going on. Potlucks and knitting and shit.