I'm not your 'dearie'. No one I know is your 'dearie'. [And that is the truth.] Hm, then you should have more reason to both protect this place, and her, and even more reason to help us all get home.
[Because his daughter is in their land and his grandson is in Storybrooke. He doesn't want to stay here any longer than he has to -- and he knows Mr. Gold is already figuring a way out of here.]