*tugs on the stick in Marigold's mouth, really having to work to get her to let go* Cheeky girl.
*hauls off and throws it as far across the lawn as he can, smiling faintly as she tears off after it at a crazy clip (and there are fountains back here, too, yes, but they don't pool, for one thing; they're smaller, for another; and the lawn back here is green and wide and for once he has it all to himself (not that he needs more time to get inside his own head, after what happened)*