"As well as could be expected," Childermass says, ruffling up Baker's fur one last time before breaking away to walk over and take a seat nearby. Without surprising anyone whatsoever, Baker follows and flops back down on the ground again, right next to the magician, shoving his head into his lap for further scritches as soon as he does.

Which he'll get, if only idly near one ear and with only one hand. Dogs...

"Ignatius is imprisoned in the other moon now. She wanted support to help her deal with him." But that said, he does circle back to what else Lambert mentioned, a small frown tugging his lips down. "Strange came by?"