That name cemented it in Henry's mind. "It is you!" But he was still confused. "But why would say you're not my dad?" His face was fixed on his father's and wished he could see into the man's head. He couldn't think of any reason why he'd be disowned considering how often Gold told Henry he loved him. Just as much as Bae, he'd said. And yet here was saying he wasn't his father. It absolutely made no sense.