Oh appearances were most certainly deceiving. That was something Rumplestiltskin knew all too well from his own world. The man who had been the Dark One before him had tricked him in such a way. There was also the little fact that Rumplestiltskin knew how to keep his true motives and movements hidden from everyone else. When the younger man stood and offered his hand in greeting, Rumplestiltskin reached out and shook it, also noting the two different names he carried.
Upon the explanation for grabbing his attention, Rumplestiltskin smiled. "Do not worry about that, I do not mind it. It is not a method that I am used to grabbing my attention." Then there was the mention of what side he was on. When it came down to it, Rumplestiltskin was rather more neutral than anything, though he would do what he had to to protect Belle if she was threatened. "I am certainly not in favor of the power that is trying to destroy us all, so unless you support him, then I don't foresee a problem between us." That said, he wouldn't exactly be above making a deal with the so-called "other side" if he found some benefit to doing so. He certainly had no issue with whom he dealt with. The only thing that tended to guide him in these matters was either the sense of a desperate soul that he could manipulate, or if he could benefit from it.
It was then that he noticed the area around Jacen seemed greener than other areas he'd passed on his way here. But oh, he could indeed sense that power that Jacen held. It was different from what he was used to sensing, but it was still power. There was not a doubt that Jacen could control men if he had to. People with that kind of power always found themselves at the top, be it in government, the head of an army or otherwise.
"No, I am currently residing at the Inn that young Miss Thenardier runs. What about yourself? As for my name, I answer to both, but Rumplestiltskin was my name long before Mr. Gold was." While it may seem like word play, it was actually the truth. Rumplestiltskin had been his name his entire life until he'd been taken to Storybrooke and, in accordance to the Curse and playing the part of being cursed with the others, assumed the identity of Mr. Gold. He hadn't yet gotten into the fact he had a third name, one that struck fear into those from his world. One that commanded some level of respect.