Wow, that's a better reaction to his work than he was expecting. He's not a great talent at woodcarving, really, but simple animal shapes are doable, as long as he's patient and sands carefully. He nods to Adia. "Sure did. Everyone whittled during the winter where I grew up. Gotta have something to do at night, and on bad days."

To Caspar he smiles, a little uncertainly. "'Cause of Psyche," he says. "Remember how we talked about that story, at the other party?"