[ Something cold hits him, but it suddenly feels -- important, in this place. To impart this. Not just because a clear threshhold has been crossed. ]

On the note of communicating. I am not going to try to think of every secret I have and pour them out on your table, here. Inevitably, I will forget something. But one very important one, that I both want you to know, and for emergencies...need to know.

[ It's unusual he did not tell him sooner, but it was likely because of how he felt about their relationship. He didn't want to do it and make it feel like it was...transactional, in any way. ]

My name. My birth name. What the Oracle saw fit to hint at existing the one time I missed a post.

[ No, he's not still bitter about that. ]

It's Rumpelstiltskin.

[ Which he understands sounds strange and downright silly to some people. ]

I would prefer it not be said in front of other people. Especially now. Gold is fine.

[ A little smile. ]

Even preferred. Unless there is an emergency. With the full return of my magic, anyone that says my name aloud, I will hear and can immediately appear to.