[ This is probably the longest conversation they've had in a long time that didn't veer wildly toward one of Pan's more obvious motives. Gold isn't in Pan's territory anymore, and but for the faintest hum of comfort this shop seems to have floating about it, there's not much to be said that Pan is in his own, either. It's also so far just...a conversation. ]

That may be an overly reductive view of how it worked back in Storybrooke -- and I'm not entirely convinced there is no native magic in this place.