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He didn't understand Pan's next question. Why not what? he thought and opened his mouth to clarify when the Gamma said something else. Peregrine's lips pressed together. He knew what Pan wanted: he wanted him. But he also wanted a family of his own. Perhaps it was a bit patronizing to think he knew what was best for his pale companion, yet his concern came from a (mostly) good place.

"Too late," Peregrine quipped, trying to catch Pan's eye so he knew he was kidding. "We're already family. Those things aren't mutually exclusive," he explained, then shrugged. It wasn't the time to get hung up on semantics.

"You said 'why not?' but I'm not sure I understand what you meant," he pressed gently in the next breath. "Why not what?"