[Henry didn't like the way Gold was refusing the facts. And mentioning Belle as his wife just grew his annoyance. Why would he say that? Even if he hadn't started his relationship with Emma, Belle was still dead. He took a step back himself and looked the man up and down.]

The last week has been as normal as any other week for the past year. I don't understand why you're being like this all of a sudden. You know I'm more accepting of Neal than I used to be so you don't need to remind me of the grandfather connection. And what does Belle have to do with any of this? You're married to Mom!

[He reigned in his temper before continuing.] Unless you're right. You're not my father. Maybe you're not my grandfather either. Who knows who you are? We've just assumed. No names have been exchanged. And we both know looks can be deceiving. We're in a strange place with strange people and I know I don't recall getting on that boat. So there's obviously magic at work and we don't know if it works the same here as it does back home or anywhere else.

[He paused, realising his explanation was turning into a speech. So he held out his hand to the man.] I'm Henry. Henry Gold.