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When she started to laugh, Pan felt had, like he'd been tricked into sharing personal details only to be laughed at. Her words clarified the situatuon somewhat: she wasn't laughing about his virginity, it seemed, but rather he apparently showed how he felt very much. Not that it mattered; it wasn't like Roz could do anything he didn't want, since he was the one who needed to do most of the work.

Roz then sort of offered, which was curious to Pantaleimon. It sounded like she did not want to play too easy to get, though, not particularly extending an offer, but neither not-offering a thing. Pantaleimon could not help but wonder -- assuming he wasn't the first she offered herself to -- "Aren't you afraid to get uhm... get pregnant?" And then all of a sudden Pantaleimon wondered if it would maybe not be such a very bad idea...

Don't be an idiot, Pan. "Sorry, that was really weird and inappropriate," Pantaleimon hastily amended, and he grinned awkwardly; but in truth, Pan didn't just want to make her feel like he wasn't a total weirdo. He didn't care all that much about that; he only cared about that because... The thought that maybe it wouldn't be all bad if he'd get someone like Roz pregnant kept lingering in Pantaleimon's head. Even though Pan wished that she -- that he, Pan corrected himself mentally -- could be the one pregnant, it wasn't to say there was no way that he could have puppies. What if, what if... If you have a mate, and get permission, you could have puppies, Pan, the words resounded in his head.

But Pan wasn't a liar or a crook, and he certainly wouldn't seduce some wolf into his pack just so he could have (some of) what he wanted. Right?

Pantaleimon swallowed dryly and he said, trying to steer the conversation to a more normal subject: "Do you have a pack yet?" trying to sound as casual as he could. "I bet Red would love to have you."