"I haven't seen any, either. I caught this little fellow outside," he said, smiling at it as he started to twist a little, looking more lively. "Right. If he doesn't make it, we'll have to think of something else, all right? But I suspect this barrier is similar to the dome. Here's hoping for the best," he said, giving Bole a reassuring smile.
He held the twitchy little thing up to the window and pushed it, nose first, through, careful not to let his own fingers touch the magic. "Pull him through the rest of the way. Is he all right?" he asked.