Ah, well if you are done with your tricks you should come by for dinner, in celebration. That is custom, is it not?

[of course he's not sure what a dog goddess/spirit eats, so that might take some doing. still, when she sniffs he huffs in amusement, shifting his collar so a flower can peek out.]

I'm not sure the name of many, but it seems people are having interesting transformations this month. I met a man turned into a metal eagle, and my partner Palamedes is slowly growing eyes. Another trick of the Trench, I assume.