Dialogue Color:#003366 || Location: The Hotel Flynn closed the door as he was told just as Gold began stripping out of her wet clothing. He sat down on the edge of his bed just as her bag had been thrown at him with her demanding to look inside.
He sighed and opened the bag, seeing a balled up red cloak inside. He pulled it out and looked at it a bit closer and smirked when he realized it had been Ruby's. "Great find, this could be worth hundreds. It's made of a very rare fabric. I don't remember the name of it, but my mother used to use this fabric when I was a child." At that point he silenced himself. He never talked about his past, not even to Gold. The most he ever told her was that he was a foster kid. Never talked about his parents or the foster care system.