Tennessee smiled graciously at Pan and nodded. "Does indeed look like I've got your trousers." When Pan turned around Tennessee crouched down to get a better look at the way his hook was caught in the fabric and while he truly should have kept his tongue...that was just something that Tenn just couldn't ever manage to do. "So I caught you but I don' think you will fit in my bag with the others, Mr. Pretty." Tennessee arched a brow and hummed looking as if he was trying to figure out just how to keep Pan as a catch. "Do I still get to keep you?" His index finger tugged lightly at the waist of Pan’s pants.

Tennessee smiled up at Pan as he worked the hook out of the belt loop on the trousers. His hook had some how wrapped itself quite well in and around the loop of fabric but Tennessee was doing quite well with unhooking it from the pants. Tennessee looked up when he was asked about his tribe and nodded. "I am. Name's Tennessee I've known our grumpy leader since before he was grumpy. He use'te have one hell of a sense of humor. I think he got real hungry once and had to eat it to survive."

Tennessee never meant anything by it but Wolf was so easy to make the butt of a joke. He had over the years become Tennessee's straight man in a comedy act Wolf probably didn't even know he was participating in. To Tennessee that made it all the funnier.

"You're a River Runner with Ali...er...whatever she is calling herself. I can never remember. Perpendicular...Pussy Willow...Hell I have trouble remembering to call Wolf Wolf and I actually talk to him." The look on Tennessee's face was rather comical as he tried to remember Perri's name. He was being honest in not remembering it...but then again it was so much more fun to drive her insane by calling her Alison.