Who: Jack and Peter Where: In the tree of the Treehouse What: Talking When: A few days after his arrival
Jack was finding it difficult to sleep since he'd arrived. Maybe it was because his circadian rhythms hadn't synced to Neverland's or maybe it was because there was so much to do and see here that he was overwhelmed at night. It wasn't that he wasn't tired, he was pretty much exhausted all day, but he really needed to stop napping so he could sleep at night.
Then again what could be keeping him up was the unfamiliar stars and their bright beauty. Or the island and the fireflies that darted the island and the Treehouse.
Whatever it was, he found himself sitting on a thick branch looking out over the world and enjoying the balmy late spring air.