Pan had closed his eyes and started to daydream, his humming fading to silence as he started to drift off to sleep. He was jolted away at what seemed like the moment he had fallen asleep by a familiar Brit accent. He opened his eyes to see Cricket's face above his. He smiled with a laugh, "Oh, hello! Just resting, I was just on my way back from the Outskirts. You haven't come to tell me that Jed has traded off my boat and dumped my things in the river 'ave you?"

Pan reached up and twirled a strand of her tickling hair around his finger. "Want to lie down for a bit? It's a nice day, yeah?" He poked the end of her nose with his finger tip. It had been awhile since he'd really sat down and had a decent chat with another Runner, and Cricket and him had always got on famously.