How the hell am I supposed to find a room with no door?

[princehonorable]

At first, the oppressive weather had been a fairly big detriment to the door, but it had lurked in Charming's mind the more he'd been away from it. The cold had stopped the pain of the dreamshade and the quiet had been peaceful, almost soothing. He doesn't want to go there alone, though, because the fear of getting lost out there is too great and he does need to find Neverland. He'd figured out quickly enough that he needed someone who could track, someone who could hunt.

Seeing as Snow isn't here, he's got the next best thing.

Once he's equipped them both with packs of food and thick coats, Charming leads Graham to the icy world behind the propped open door, realizing once they're in the midst of snow and ice that it's actually exactly what he needs right now. The air is brisk and freezing and it makes his face hurt, but the dreamshade is a world away and the world is a blank canvas for them to explore.

He sets his pick in the ice, grinning at Graham like a madman. "What do you think?" he shouts above the high winds. "Should we keep heading West?"

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[follow_the_wolf]

As little as he wants as Graham to deny any chance of there not being a way around the poison, of Charming's fate not being then in flux and no longer so assured, the Huntsman had known too many unhappy endings to not be pragmatic on the matter. "If that comes to pass," he told him, unwilling still to allow what the spoke of to be a certainty not possibility. "I will watch over them to my dying breath. You have my word, David."

The irony of the oath he had made was not entirely lost on him. How little time he had until his dying breath was built to the specifications of the hotel, to his avoidance of doors that led back to their world. The laws the micro-world of the hotel had been built upon were a mystery to him, but all he knew then was that as long as he remained within its hold he might stay alive.

"I will look," he said, seeing no reason to draw the world in terms of dramaticism he did not then feel. "Tell me what I need look for."

[princehonorable]

He's not sure Graham should look, is the problem. He's not sure how the mechanics of life work here, but Graham is no longer alive back home and does that mean all the worlds they're a part of? If that's the case, then he doesn't know if he should bring that into question. "I don't know," he finally says, after weighing his options. "I don't like the idea of you losing your life by looking for something that might help me. After all, who knows if they're interconnected," he points out.

"Maybe someone else can help. Ruby, maybe." Seeing as he's yet to tell Emma about it.