Marian seemed surprised to see another familiar face. Apparently it was just a day for visitors from that strange little town to start falling from the sky. She hesitated at the doorstep, whether because of the dog or Gold's demeanor, one could not be sure. "I just wished to--"

"Go. Away." The Dark One didn't have much room to be polite anymore. Another face was just another thing whirling around him at breakneck speed that he hadn't the presence of mind to deal with.

His vision swam, and he felt himself lean into the light pole he was next to. An effort to catch himself, but he lost hold of any certainty where his equilibrium was supposed to be.