If it had not been for the fact that his choices, as limited as they had been, had allowed him to do some good and protected the woman who had never deserved the death sentence Regina had laid upon her, Graham would have likely never spoke of his own story as being a favorite. Not even in attempting to communicate his knowledge of the Curse to the Prince. He had paid too dearly for that mercy and for every small attempt of one after for him to be able to think of the fresh revelations in his head with enough distance to appreciate what he had done.

"She did seem a singular woman." He wished then that he knew more of what had happened to Snow in those intervening years of their first meeting and their second. Beyond what information he had gathered through his connection to the Queen, as unquestionably biased and incomplete as those reports must have been.

Unused to gratitude, Graham was taken a moment off guard by the Prince's words. He ducked his head slightly in acknowledgement and took a second to decide that he had to catch the Prince alone at a later time to talk, then remembered the situation at hand and turned back to Ruby, placing a hand flat over his heart in a show of apology. "Ruby, I'm sorry. It's been a long and tiring day, I did not mean to lose focus." He turned to the Prince to repeat Ruby's earlier question, "Is this place safe?" with the rider of, as exhaustion began to claw at the edges of him "Is there somewhere to sleep?"