[How is he doing what he does? Easy, he's Peter Pan! His smile grows.]
You come from a town full of things you never thought were real, I come from a world full of magic. [Does that answer satisfy Matt?] Stay in Neverland a while and you pick up a few tricks.
[Peter omits a good part of the tale, that he isn't the Peter Pan Earth children think he is, that he's tapped into Neverland's magic thanks to a very dark deal he'd made long ago, but there's only so much sharing and caring one should do during a first meeting. He saves all the best parts for later, provided there ever is a later.
A fellow teenage boy is the best kind of candidate for the group he has in mind, though, so he has hope... At least he's relative sure this one isn't a wolf who needs to howl at the moon every month.
He nods at Matt's thanks, only quirking his brow amusedly at the mention of flying.]
The stories must get that confused. Flying is the one thing anyone can do without magic, as long as you have a little belief in it. [He gestures at the boy with his index finger.] Now you might be on your way.
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You come from a town full of things you never thought were real, I come from a world full of magic. [Does that answer satisfy Matt?] Stay in Neverland a while and you pick up a few tricks.
[Peter omits a good part of the tale, that he isn't the Peter Pan Earth children think he is, that he's tapped into Neverland's magic thanks to a very dark deal he'd made long ago, but there's only so much sharing and caring one should do during a first meeting. He saves all the best parts for later, provided there ever is a later.
A fellow teenage boy is the best kind of candidate for the group he has in mind, though, so he has hope... At least he's relative sure this one isn't a wolf who needs to howl at the moon every month.
He nods at Matt's thanks, only quirking his brow amusedly at the mention of flying.]
The stories must get that confused. Flying is the one thing anyone can do without magic, as long as you have a little belief in it. [He gestures at the boy with his index finger.] Now you might be on your way.