felix sparrowman

"Yeah, you could tell me who around here is a Pan! I’ll never complete my Neverland project if I can’t talk to one of the Pans!”

"Sorry, but I haven't met any of the Pan's. I know a few stories though, my mom told me. Maybe I can help?"

This prompted a scoff. “That’s not gonna happen unless your last name is Pan.”

"Well, it is our unlucky day. I am not a Pan. Is there any other way?"

"Why's that so important anyway?" He questioned "I'm just trying to make you happier."

Eyes narrowing.

"Um, I'm Felix. What's your name?"

Outburst

"Uh, are you okay? You look kind of uptight?"

"Hm. I suppose so."

"You look more like a fighter instead of a lover."

"Ooh, so I offer to hand you my life in stick-form, and how do you repay? Offering to break my heart; well now, that’s unfair!" She grinned, returning the foot nudge as she gazed at the two rabbits. She could sense that they weren’t paying any attention to her nor Felix, and that they seemed to be infatuated with each other. It’s bad when rabbits can find romance and I can’t, she thought to herself, smiling slightly. “Yes. Although the Tinkers are very kind, they’re also very decrepit. Not the best thing when you’re a teenager.” 

"What can I say babe," He dramatically pushed his hands through his hair "A boys gotta do what a boys gotta do." He noticed her eyes on the two rabbits who strayed slightly. "How long do you think the spell lasts?" He wasn't sure if spells lasted forever, or if she'd only be able to communicate with the rabbits temporarily. "Tinkers? You have tinkers too? Wait until my sister hears about this."

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"No, I’m just saying it’s a god tactic but not always an easy thing to do."

"Not really, you just have to decide what's worth it or not. Many things aren't."

Rebekah just couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore; the tinkling noise came tumbling out of her mouth, and she raised a hand to stifle it. “Are you kidding? The only guys I knew before I came here were either incredibly old and deaf, or incredibly short and grumpy. I’m hardly a guy expert.” She shook her head, blowing the stray strands of hair away from her face. “Yes, you’re just like the every other guy. I can’t believe I even started talking to you!” She played along, making sure to playfully poke him with her shoe to show she was joking.

His arms flew up in the air as a surrender "What can I say? I think about one thing and one thing only. Don't trust me, It'll only lead to heartbreak." He nudged her back with his foot lightly, not trying to accidentally hurt her or startle the rabbits who seemed to be only interested in themselves. "Old and deaf?" He laughed "Aren't you glad you came here, then. Look at me, young and not hard at hearing and there's plenty more just like me right through those doors."

"I guess that’s a good way to go about it. If you’re like that."

"And you're insinuating that you're not like that?"

"Well then, I do to. It would only be fair."

"So if I were to say I wasn't liking what I see, you would have said you weren't as well? Interesting."