Henry did his best to focus on the words being spoken to him but the other voice refused to be quiet. "You can hear it can't you? You might not have your dagger but he has his. Listen to it. Let it draw you in."

Gritting his teeth to concentrate on what Gold was saying, he nodded to the first part as they continued to walk but stopped when he was asked the question. "I was..." He paused, trying to rid himself of the voice that wouldn't go away. "I was in your shop." He managed. "Writing. Trying to help you."

"And you obviously failed. Can you hear it? Your failure." came the other voice.

"But I obviously didn't. You're still the Dark One, aren't you?" He winced and sighed. "I can hear it..." He mumbled the last bit and even went so far as to cover his ears when he heard the laughing though it did nothing to help.