"So" the former pirate began with a gesture to Bucky's left arm "What happened to yours?"
"Fell off a train, you?"
"Chopped off with a sword"
"Huh. And you went with a hook?"
"And you have a metal arm that looks like it has biceps"
"...touché"
"And you're how old again?"
"106"
Killian nodded "A man after my own heart, I'm around 200" he said with a show-offish grin before he spoke again "Any children, or a spouse perhaps?"
"Nope"
"Really? Id think a fellow with your looks would be married by 106"
"Well- killing people doesn't seem to be an attractive trait"
"Nonsense. I was a pirate and I've a wife and a daughter, a stepson as well"
"Well- at least one of us is doing well"
"Yknow what mate? I think a visit to the Storybrooke therapist would do wonders for you"
"You only have one?"
"Well, the intention was never to have a staff" he said with a small chuckle "He also officiates all the weddings that take place"
"Huh- maybe he would be of some help"
"Precisely! Follow me lad, I'll show you a land of magic"