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They would have to leave it at, "It's complicated," she supposed. But at least her new title seemed to have the desired effect. Wildfire smiled when his nose touched her cheek. Then her amber eyes suddenly lit up even brighter than before.

"Wait, I've got a better one!" she declared, holding her breath and his gaze for a nanosecond before saying, "What about Papa Pan instead?" The alliteration sounded better to her ears, though Wildfire was quick to add, "I'll call you whatever you want, though," and belatedly returned his nudge.