[She's lucky for the seconds she has with her back to him, otherwise Tinker Bell wouldn't be able to mask her fear. It's a voice she'd recognize anywhere, one that still exists in the nightmares that drag her out of bed at the oddest hours. There's no escaping Pan, not even after his death, but there's a difference between the boy who haunts her imagination and the one who's found her here.
That one left her when she woke up, this one won't be nearly as easy to get rid of.
She falls back into the game with alarming ease, forcing an uncertain smile in his direction. Once upon a time, he'd granted her some freedom to move around his island without having to worry about those poor boys. Not knowing if he remembers what she did, Tink would rather not offer that information to him. Her best chance is to play along and see how he responds to her. If he remembers her betrayal, she'll hear about it soon enough.]
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That one left her when she woke up, this one won't be nearly as easy to get rid of.
She falls back into the game with alarming ease, forcing an uncertain smile in his direction. Once upon a time, he'd granted her some freedom to move around his island without having to worry about those poor boys. Not knowing if he remembers what she did, Tink would rather not offer that information to him. Her best chance is to play along and see how he responds to her. If he remembers her betrayal, she'll hear about it soon enough.]
I assume you're going to tell me?