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There was an unexplicable feeling of anxiety churning in Pantaleimon's gut as Perry cut open the conversation piece of the upcoming generation of pups. Pan felt as though he needed to give the correct answer, as though he needed to pass some sort of test to become the co-parents he really, really desired to be, even though part of him knew that it was a ridiculous thought. Pan figured that whatever was decided about him, it was probably already thought through by Perry and Fox, possibly already discussed upon. Still, Pan couldn't shake the nervous feeling that bothered him, no matter how hard he tried just to be normal.

"Oh, uhm..." Pantaleimon smiled awkwardly and disconnected eye contact briefly -- more out of habit than consciously doing so -- clearing feeling a little under pressure in the present subject. "I... I think it'll be really great to have little pups around again," Pan said non-commitally, clearly showing that he cared for Perry and Fox' current batch of pups and intended to care for the next, but without attaching any sort of value or title to himself as the pups' "anything" just yet.[/b][/b]