It's the fact that you actually do believe it that has me in disbelief. [The statement is half serious, half a quip. He can guess why Hook is so inclined to believe that the hand is cursed. It's far easier to blame something else, than admit to one's faults after all. A thing he knows too well.]

Well, you should know all magic comes at a price. If you want the hand removed and the hook restored via magic, then you should be prepared to pay for it. It isn't like you can't cut it off yourself. [Well, back home he could have. He's uncertain if there are any knives in this place which would be suitable for such a task here.]

I arrived yesterday, spent the day adjusting. Yes, I am saying I have no idea what is going on, here or back in Storybrooke at your apparent timeframe. When I was taken, Bae was alive.

[Which should be enough to tell the man he was from some time in the past, given he's learned his son died at some point in the near future. Sorry, Captain, the ol' Croc has no claws in this particular pot this time.]