Toot-toot hovered, staring at the constellations for a moment, then back at Rufio. He didn't like it either. "This place has bigger magic than me," he said, "I can't find the Way anymore." Even if he could, he suspected it would only take him to another part of the city.
He looked crushed. Heartbroken. He had so wanted to make the Pan proud. "We should talk to Harry. He was here before me."