[That was not the reaction he had been hoping for. A chuckle or a rebuke, but not confusion.]

Don't joke with me, Dad. You know exactly who Nicola is. My weird half sister, part aunt. Spawn of the Dark One and the Saviour. Born of True Love and all that crap.

[He laughed, waving his hands around and making a much bigger deal of it than he should. He's so used to doing that to the girl now and she loves it. Rolling his eyes now they'd gotten that silly game out of the way, Henry just touched Gold on the arm and gestured to the rest of the island.]

Come on, let's go see what else there is. Maybe we can find a way home.