They had found an appropriate place for Tater to go, but things were always up in the air before Christmas so they were all waiting on tenterhooks to see if the monkey could go now, or if it would have to wait until after the holiday.
"He senses your fear," Henry said, which was probably really unhelpful. But he said it as he nuzzled Iestyn's neck and started planting kisses at Iestyn's hairline.