timebethine

Laertes is bundled up in a slate-grey peacoat and a bright red scarf, tromping across the grounds on a mission. He's still rattled by the day when he woke up next to Asmodean in Sagramore's body, and if he's rattled, then certainly Sagramore is doing worse. There are some comforts that not even a husband can offer, no matter how small and sweet he makes himself or how well he wears a collar.

Thus, Laertes has set himself a task. It should not be impossible--after all, Magnus and Galahad found Drosera in a shed, and they weren't even looking for her. He dutifully pokes through all of the sheds by the orchard, but all he finds are piles of dusty boxes and a truly absurd number of slim wheeled vehicles. Undeterred, he continues the search for new outbuildings, on the hypothesis that they might spring up after a mischief like mushrooms after a rain.

He is fully determined to find Sagramore a dog.