[ well whoever that somebody is, it isn't him. he hasn't even heard of a Gloss before, but if he had to guess, probably a fairy. and honestly this girl doesn't look like a fairy and they tend to stick amongst their own, so he's back to not knowing what the hell is going on, which is pretty consistent of late.

she doesn't move back and he doesn't bother to. the pirate has never been too careful about personal space. if she's trying to intimidate him it isn't working, but he's at least wary. everyone is on their guard, including him, and it doesn't always bring out the best in people.

she asks him questions (well, more like makes demands for information) like he has some sort of clue. he frowns, never fond of being ordered, yet he answers anyway. ] Surely you recognize me. [ everyone in Storybrooke knows Captain Hook, after all, even with an extra hand. ] Just arrived, same as everyone else it seems. And if there's someone, haven't found them yet.