"My point is, we're in a new realm, we don't know everything, should not take anything at face value, and you're smarter than that. Quit being difficult for the sake of arguing." He huffed, finishing installing her lock, slipping the latch together tightly for emphasis before returning to the couch.
Honestly, it was like addressing children. Who were raised poorly--but given Emma's background, perhaps that was entirely the case.
No one could find him because he didn't want to be found. He didn't want to be bothered. He just wanted his daughter, and nothing more. Not get mixed up in royal affairs and magic users abusing their power with deep dark secrets. He sighed again as he sat on the couch. "You won't know if you don't try. You've got the most powerful source of defense against this realm. Frankly, I don't think our bullets or Hook's sword and smarmy personality will do much."