"I didn't ask for--" He was likely about to spill far more bile than that were it not for the voice carrying from the stoop.

"Mister Gold?"

Marion stood venturingly at the door. Likely come to ask one more time if there is more that can be done, or even to let the man know he had either forgotten or that she had found something.

The world felt like it was spinning, and all it really did for Gold's demeanor was look as though he was about to unhinge his jaw and swallow the woman whole.

That tingling feeling had spread down to the tips of his toes.