"I am making sense! Calm your tits, man, don't be getting these people all riled up again. I mean it! You do it and I'll kiss you again." Pan raised his thick eyebrows and glared to show just how serious he was about that. He had seen the way the smaller man freaked out about his smooches, worst than most women. In a twisted little corner of his mind, Pan hoped he'd get to make smacking smooching noises at Simon again so he could watch him flail.
"Oh! Zeus! So that's where he's been, huh? Oh how the mighty have fallen! He used to look down on me all the time, you know. At least I imagined he did. Goat legs and all, I couldn't have seen Mr High-And-Mighty Olympus looking too kindly on me. Anyway! Deimos? You? Really?" Pan paused, brows pulling tightly together as he leaned in to study the man more closely. "Really? Wow, mighty have fallen indeed. I feel better about myself now, really, I do. Wow. Oooooh," he added after a pause, a wide grin splitting his face. "I can't wait to tell your daddy what you've turned out like!" He was so caught up in figuring out who the other man was that he completely forgot to be helpful. Not that Pan was ever all that helpful.