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Pantaleimon was glad when Peregrine opened up a little and let him in. Pan didn't waste any time and quickly assumed the opened position by Perry's side. He gingerly nuzzled the good side of Perry's face while he listened to Peregrine. Pan wanted to say that Perry wasn't being grumpy and nasty at all, but he knew that Perry could be, in the state he was in now, and so he didn't say any of that and just listened. Sometimes, just talking about it could feel good, so maybe that's all Perry needed.

It was a relief to Pan that Perry admitted that it was scary; not only did that get closer to the reason he was being as he was, but it also made Pan feel less silly about being terrified about this whole thing himself. "I know," Pan said sympathetically, even though Perry had just said he didn't want sympathy. Part of Pan's sympathy was selfish -- he didn't want to lose Perry -- but somehow he couldn't help showing it, anyway, carrying his emotions on his sleeve as always. "I'm scared too. I want your sight back, too." Which sounded a bit silly in hindsight, again, but Pantaleimon decided to just try and act normal and not look too weird about it; Perry knew what he meant, anyway.