[The look Gold turns on Emma is absolutely venomous, and his tone conveys much the same.]
If you must know, yes.
[Not that she really has any right to the information, no matter how much she thinks she might. It was bad enough to have it dragged up and dropped in front of them like some macabre little display of domestic pirating life, he did not need Emma Swan prying into his past. Again.
He shrugs her hand off, sharply.]
But as much as we're being pushed to it, I don't think this is a good time for a trip down memory lane. [No time ever is. There's nothing good to be found down that particular road, not for Gold. He turns to point at the wall, still refusing to look back at Hook or the facsimile of Milah.] There's a way out here, somewhere.
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If you must know, yes.
[Not that she really has any right to the information, no matter how much she thinks she might. It was bad enough to have it dragged up and dropped in front of them like some macabre little display of domestic pirating life, he did not need Emma Swan prying into his past. Again.
He shrugs her hand off, sharply.]
But as much as we're being pushed to it, I don't think this is a good time for a trip down memory lane. [No time ever is. There's nothing good to be found down that particular road, not for Gold. He turns to point at the wall, still refusing to look back at Hook or the facsimile of Milah.] There's a way out here, somewhere.