Floki watches with astonishment at the transformation, but says nothing. Milliways has taught him that magic comes in all forms.

But as he listens to Diaval's report, he grabs a nearby sheet of canvas and drapes it over the young man's shoulders. The cloth may be heavy and a little rough, but the air is cold and damp. He also kicks over a small stool for him to sit down on and gives him his bowl of stew.

"Everyone is safe, then? Did you spy any danger?"