The darkness is calling. A little danger, a little risk. Feel your heart race. Listen to it. That’s the sound of being alive. It’s your time, Nick. Your one chance to have fun before it’s all stolen by them, the adults, with their cruelty and endless rules, their can’t-do-this, and can’t-do-that’s, their have-tos, and better-dos, their little boxes and cages all designed to break your spirit, to kill your magic.

For Peter's smile is a most contagious thing.

Don't let them win. Don't let them beat you. Don't let them steal your magic.

Did he dare trust this insane boy?

There's a reason why we're born with brains in our heads, not rocks.

Almost lost you," he thought, surprised to find himself blinking back tears. "Been through too much, me and you. We're going to finish this thing together.

Then let us go and be terrible.