*drops back onto the grass, finally coaxing Marigold to mostly-settle at his feet, where she turns big (shameless) puppy eyes on you*
What will you do if he doesn't want to come back?
*assumes you're talking about the Fountain "you" (but of course he's not about to go over those details here)* We'll manage. Whether it's temporary or not. *takes a silent moment to pore over the alternative interpretation (what will you do?) when it occurs to him that the answer to that is much the same (what can I do that I haven't already?)* Wish him well.