"Oh I won't steal yours, I'll get my own and get you a new one as well if you like." He'd miss his vest, but he had been wearing the same style of clothing for decades now, it was probably time for a change.
Pan hoped that Nate's snarky comment meant that the topic of electricity was over and done with, because while he remembered a time where the treehouse had it, for the life of him, he couldn't remember how it had been done. Magic maybe? It made his head hurt, just like Nate's next question did as well. He decided to be completely honest and shrug his shoulders. "Honestly, I don't really remember how it started. I know I should know, but I don't."