Sagramore is bothering Magnus not so much because he thinks he needs the advice, as because it's been a minute since they last talked, and he has a daughter to show off.

Szarka is still really too young for anything but the most rudimentary of leash training, and she still doesn't have a collar that said leash could clip to, so he's been alternating between letting her follow him and carrying her around. In the three days they've had her she's already fully absorbed Sagramore and Laertes as her packmates, and her preference is for both of them to be with her, but she endures when it's only one or the other. She is enduring now.

More specifically, she's trying to herd Sagramore through the door he's already chosen to enter, jumping at his heels to encourage him forward.

"Good morning," he tells Magnus cheerfully. "You're providing a new service?"