Peter sneaks near the captain’s cabin. Smee lingers in the shadows, glancing nervously toward Hook.

“Um… if anyone asks… I wasn’t here, right?” Smee mutters. He pushes a loose plank aside, whispering to Peter. “Follow me… but shh! Quiet as a mouse… or a very small pirate mouse. Yes… small. Very small.”

Peter smirks, following Smee. Smee hands him a key and points toward the treasure chest. “I… I shouldn’t, really… but, uh… you’re clever, Peter Pan… smarter than me… and, well… you don’t deserve Hook’s wrath, I suppose.”

Despite his nervousness and stammering, Smee moves carefully, creating distractions and opening paths, secretly loyal to Peter’s cause while keeping up appearances for Hook.