Fred's mouth opened as if to say something, but honestly, for once, she really wasn't sure what to say, or where to start. Pan was the title? His name was Rufio. He could fly? And she was still "the girl." She didn't think she was on anyone's side; though she supposed she would be more on Jack's side than Rufio's. She felt that something was missing, and it wasn't just Rufio's manners.
Her hand slid down to Jack's, fingers barely brushing. She didn't want people to think he couldn't do this on his own. She knew that she probably should have let him handle it, but that boy was being very rude.