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Pan explained and Wildfire chewed on the inside of cheek as she pondered. "But..." she thought aloud, "Can't you have a mate and pups even if you're with him?" That was how it worked between Peregrine and Fox. Granted, there might be nuances she didn't (want to) understand. Wildfire wished she could offer more and better advice. But she was too young and inexperienced to really provide much feedback. Plus, there was the added fact that this was none of her business, particularly because it concerned her father's love life.

"You'd be a great dad," she opined after a short beat of silence, "whether or not they're yours biologically." Her petite shoulders rose and fell in a shrug. "I mean," she continued, unaware of the impact her words might have on him, "you already are. I think of you kinda sorta like an extra dad." She had come to call him uncle just because it was the most suitable title she could think of, really. He wasn't her stepdad, after all, and dad wouldn't work because that already belonged to Peregrine.

Another pause ensued and Wildfire quipped, "I could call you Father Pan." It sounded really priestly silly but she wondered if it would cheer up Pan if she gave him some sort of special title to match the special role he had in her life.