Selfish though it might have been, he was glad for the minor violence of the other man's reaction to the name. Not for any desire to see him suffer, he had not known David Nolan as more than a John Doe who had disappeared from the hospital only to wander blind into the woods. No, David Nolan meant nothing to him, it was that there in that flinching reply that he saw the hope that he was not the only one to have remembered who he was. That the Prince had fought against the Queen would have been enough all on its own to allow him some leeway in the Huntsman's mind, but the fact of him being Snow White's love that gave him his allegiance.

He remembered Snow as Mary Margaret's reactions to his broken memories too well to not be cautious with what he said in front of Ruby, the desire to not drive the woman beside him away making him choose his words carefully.

"David," he began, his brow furrowing as he leaned slightly towards the other man. "Is anyone else here from Storybrooke?" He tried without saying directly to indicate in any way possible that he knew about the Curse, while still keeping his words vague enough to not alert Ruby. "Mary Margaret?" And then, with a strain he was unable to keep from the name he gritted out through his clenching jaw, "Regina?"