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Pantaleimon kept up hopes that Peregrine would be in a better mood than when he'd left earlier today. He reasoned that if he would just be positive, it would rub off on Peregrine sooner or later. Pan had no idea what was going on with Perry. Not only did Pan have little clue when it came to medicine, but this was something that happened inside of Perry's head. How could any wolf fix that? It worried Pan that all he could do was hope and pray that it'd go away on its own, it seemed.

Unfortunately, Pan's positive attitude was soon beat to death with a stick by Perry's reaction. Pantaleimon's tail drooped and ears fell back against head as he watched Perry turn away. Pantaleimon put the rabbit down not far from Perry and muttered, "I guess you're not hungry..." Pantaleimon sat down, staring at Perry's back, not sure what to say or do. Pan wanted nothing more than to comfort Peregrine, but there seemed nothing he could do. He couldn't even cheer his lover up, let alone beat this strange illness.