[The pause is longer this time and his eyes drop to the floor- who knows what he was looking at down there when he made this message. The grass in the park where they had their date in Valentine's Day? The ugly carpeting in some motel off the beaten path? A quiet beach? It could be anywhere in the world, because he's had the time and the means to get there, but it's oceans away from her, and that seems to settle into his expression.]

When we first met, we talked at great length about uncovering memories taken from us when we crossed through the Veil. I know now there's no returning what has been lost, but I know what your fiance called me, and that's as best a place to start as any.

So if anyone wonders- if anyone cares to ask- I'm hunting for the Dark One. If I can't remember that side of myself, then perhaps someone else out here is aware of the title and the power that comes with it.

And that's all I can give you now, Belle. I can't promise I didn't do everything that everyone has said I've done, but I can assure you I don't remember it, and since I can't be left in peace to start over... [there's a slight bitterness in his tone and he carefully dials it back] Since my word can't be trusted, I will do whatever I can to prove my innocence or condemn myself to whatever fate I allegedly deserve.

I remain yours, regardless of all else.

[a beat as he looks up, and, just for a second, the illusion seems to meet her eyes.] Goodbye, Belle.