[Henry continued to stare after Gold turned away, trying to guess what this version was thinking. It was harder than his father because he didn't know what every twitch and jerk meant. But he thought he caught enough.]

Only if they arrive and repeat their actions. [Again, his voice was colder than usual. This man may not be his father, or his grandfather, but is Rumplestiltskin. And he would help protect him from those unredeemed students.]

I protect what's important to me. You taught me that. Or rather, my father did.