Despite the persisting cold of winter, Galahad feels so much less weighted down than before. He feels-- hopeful. He feels as if he can actually do something besides lie in bed and slip free from his body.

So, after making breakfast with Laertes and bringing it to Claudius, after watching him eat in bed while settled against his side, he's spent the rest of his morning carefully rearranging all the fruiting plants in the greenhouse. Nothing is in the place it was yesterday. He also picks all the fruit that's ripe and puts it in Dro's little cave under one of the shelves, where he discovers his missing charcoals.

By then it's close to noon, and he wants to eat again. He's not sure whether he's hungry, as usual, but he can eat, he can try the refrigerator again and see what's in it, so he's decided he will. He heads back towards the mansion.