Astrid has decided that Donald is the best pillow ever and is dead asleep. Who knew someone that tiny could be so heavy?

On the other hand, October watches them a little... forlornly. Still, he has food. Plenty of food. He's almost back to his old self, give or take twenty pounds. He doesn't look so weary and bloodless.

"What do you think will happen to us?" he asks softly.