Henry shook his head again, holding onto those hands to prove to himself that this version was the one to listen to. This one was real. And hopefully the other would disappear if he ignored it.
"It won't wo-rk." Came a sing-song voice but Henry spoke to those wonderfully brown eyes instead.
"Neither of my mothers have been cursed by this Darkness. After...After defeating Isaac's plan, I became the Author. You'd gone off after hurting Regina and...and...and once we were back in Storybrooke, the Apprentice gave me a new bottle of ink to document the happy endings. I went...I went to your shop to document yours with Belle but instead you were dying. So instead, I wrote the darkness out of you and into me. The next thing I knew, I was on that boat and here with you." And that other you.
It was clear that that explanation had taken a lot of effort for Henry. The vision kept making him loose his train of thought but he kept his eyes on Gold's, keeping everything else blocked out but those eyes and the story he had to tell.
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"It won't wo-rk." Came a sing-song voice but Henry spoke to those wonderfully brown eyes instead.
"Neither of my mothers have been cursed by this Darkness. After...After defeating Isaac's plan, I became the Author. You'd gone off after hurting Regina and...and...and once we were back in Storybrooke, the Apprentice gave me a new bottle of ink to document the happy endings. I went...I went to your shop to document yours with Belle but instead you were dying. So instead, I wrote the darkness out of you and into me. The next thing I knew, I was on that boat and here with you." And that other you.
It was clear that that explanation had taken a lot of effort for Henry. The vision kept making him loose his train of thought but he kept his eyes on Gold's, keeping everything else blocked out but those eyes and the story he had to tell.