Another time and he would have to admit to the man that he had kissed Emma, ignorant of the fact that she was Snow and David's daughter. That matter was as tangled as any and was sure to make his head hurt even if it wasn't already full of the clash of two lives and the complication of Red/Ruby. Another time, but not this one.

Ruby and Red pushed Emma too easily out of his head, and when the other man laughed, he let himself smile. He had realized it too late to have done anything about it before the world had forced his hand. What he had buried willingly to keep from Regina had been become what had been buried for him, and when the woman had stood in front of him and held nothing of those memories in her eyes, he had felt all the more lost for it. Still, she was safe, she appeared happy, and he was not alone for both her and the Prince's presence.

"I was raised by them, actually," he replied easily, taking a mouthful of his drink. Where his words that followed had come only with disdain in the past, just then they came with a note of amusement, "They make a whole lot more sense than your kind."