[ there's something hook is doing his best to not think about, even if the curse and saying goodbye are an all too fresh thought in his mind. for now, it's this place and the things they're being fed about it that have his attention-- not what they'd both been forced to leave behind.

color him surprised as it ends up being you, neal, he finds and not yet another stranger. ]

Baelfire.

[ he could linger on it, on him being there out of all the possibilities, but past times tell him this isn't the moment for it, so hook proceeds forward with what is being said. ]

Not much of a riddle if the vast number of unhappy faces tell anything. [ and indeed there are plenty of those who are, just like them, upset with their present predicament. but much like baelfire, hook is pleased to find a familiar face amongst the crowds, and perhaps even more so than once boy, now man.

as for regina or the charmings, he shakes his head once. ]

Cannot say I have. Perhaps it is better so.