Firefly Glen rocks in the water

Pantaleimon did not even notice Rosalyn until she approached him, so lost in his thoughts was he. Perhaps if it had been less dark out or if Roz hadn't been a bundle of optimism she might have noticed that something was off about Pan, that his soft expression was feeling a little melancholic and down, but somehow the way she greeted him and her silly nickname brought the ghost of a smile to his lips anyway. "Hey Roz," he said, and only then did he realise how long it had been since they had seen each other last.

"I... Complicated." That was the only word that Pantaleimon could think of to describe the current situation. Thinking of ways to describe how he felt made Pan sad, because it made him realise that if he had a choice in the matter, he'd really just want Fox out of the picture and himself more.. girl-like.. and able to have pups, and standing by Perry's side. What a laughable dream, Pan thought wryly, and besides that he felt guilty for ever thinking it. Fox didn't deserve that, and Perry loved Fox, so neither did he.