As strange as it was to be sitting down with the man and ordering up a drink, he couldn't say it was an unpleasant feeling. Anything but, really.

The topic of Snow was one of the few he could find that was not painted in regret. While Regina had tried to twist those memories with her influence and the part she had played in them, she had ultimately failed. Graham took his glass from the bartender with a nod and a quiet thank you and angled himself toward David to speak.

"I only managed to escape Regina once. Years before the curse, she'd recruited a wolfpack to help her," he tipped his head before shaking it, lifting his glass to his mouth to take a drink. "When she took me out to watch what they did to a village that had resisted her, Red showed up."