And Laertes thinks, in a private part of him, that maybe it will do Sagramore good to have a small creature depending on him who can't help making something of a mess. Maybe it will help him to forgive himself all the times he loses control of his own body, and to see the act of cleaning up after him as one of love and care. "I'll make sure of it," is all he says, and leans down to flutter his scarf enticingly again.