When she takes a hold of his hand, Bigby actually does turn back to look at Snow again. Something softens a little bit in his gaze as he looks at her, though he doesn't answer her question right away.

Not with words, anyway - instead he just lets out a slight huff.

Honestly, there's so much on his mind. And it's not that he minds sharing with Snow, but sometimes it's still not all that easy. Some habits are difficult to break, especially when you've had them for long enough.

Still-- Even if there are many things he may not be able to say here, he still tries to find something he can say.

Because it's her. And because she makes him want to at least try.

"I was just thinking it's been a while. That I've been here. And even that you've been here." Sure, she arrived after he had already been in this place for quite some time - but maybe that just makes the time he has spent here feel even longer. "Not that I miss the assholes back in Fabletown."

Don't worry, Snow, that's 'assholes' with that very faint Bigby fondness in it. There are people he likes there, even if there's also people he wishes would just get lost. He's just bad at admitting the former compared to the latter.

"It just feels weird to have been away from there for so long now." Especially since it's involuntary. They didn't choose to leave.

Yet here they are.

"Who knows what kind of shit is going down over there by now."