Puck the robin swoops past Lilly with a titter of bright laughter and comes to land on Havelock's shoulder. By the time he has done this he is quite small, small enough to perch relatively unobtrusively and nuzzle his downy, feathery head against Havelock's cheek.

"Quite so," he agrees cheerfully.

"And you, Ingress? What of the people you like best?"