This time, Magnus pulls corduroy dungarees out for Galahad. They're a rich shade of yellow. The straps have tie closures, and the bibs and one leg are embroidered with blooming flowers in reds and greens and blues. He thinks for a minute about whether to get a shirt -- maybe Galahad might like the shirtless-under-dungarees look? -- but it's still winter out and Galahad gets cold, so he finds a sweater, too. It's pale blue -- like an early-spring sky -- and soft as a cloud, knit with a fine, fuzzy yarn. He's pretty sure the arms are long enough that it will give Galahad sweater paws. Magnus doesn't know if Galahad will love those or hate those, but it'll definitely be one of the two.