He's not. Peregrine, he won't. I swear it to you.

[She leans back, not far enough to break the embrace entirely, but enough that she can get a hand on Peregrine's face and force her to meet Maya's gaze. There's a steely resolve there, determination mixed with sheer brilliance. If nothing else, Maya means this. She will not be going anywhere, not by choice.]

I love you. You and Janis, and... Claudine, back home. I will not forsake any of you for anything. And I will not let the Wizard take me from you, or you from me.