"You know Peter Pan?" Winter asked seriously. "You must take me to him. I've heard so many tales. He'll know what to do! He knows how to remain young and unchanged. ...Though he's not terribly nice to pixies, from what other pixies have told me. I might have to lie and tell him I'm a lost boy. ...Not that he's very nice to them either."

The pixie paused then, cocking his head to one side as his brow creased.

"Is Peter Pan a bit of a cock?"