She smiled at the memory Peter was talking about. She was able to remember it clearly like it had only happened a few days ago. She couldn't remember how long it had actually been. Her perception of time in Neverland was all off. She didn't know if she was younger than she said or centuries older than she appeared. Either way, her and Peter were the same age- and that was all that mattered.
When he looked at her, she could see the first glimmer of recognition in his eyes. And then the question came- in his usual, curious manner. She shrugged, taking a sip out of her wine.
"Well, for a while, I lived in a small town called... I don't know, it was Forestbrook or something like that?" She said casually, having to take another sip of her wine. "And... before that..." She swallowed hard. "Neverland."
She looked up at Peter and smiled. "Didn't you ever wonder why people sometimes call me Tink?" She asked, shrugging a little. She couldn't bring herself to actually say it to him. She couldn't actually bring herself to say those words.