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At first, he wants to pull away from Peter's embrace, because he doesn't deserve his son's forgiveness. But Peregrine can't bring himself to draw back, instead enjoying the gentle press of the cub's warmth against his cheek. "I love you," he murmurs, his eyes suddenly blurry. It's not long before both their faces are damp. The father chuckles a little sheepishly as he finally separates them.

He doesn't hear anything, so in response to Peter's question, he cocks his head and listens. Reluctantly, he admits, "I don't hear anything. What do you hear, Peter? Who's calling?"