He dismounts and ground-ties Kiseki to graze before scanning the area in more than a quick glance. Cuthbert's eyes are wide as he takes in the garden around them.

He doesn't recognize all the different kinds of plants he sees, but of those he does, he's sure he's seeing them in multiple seasons of growth, strange as it may be. Among the wildflowers he spots the yellow silkflowers he'd only known in Gilead, and on the light breeze he catches the faint scent of blosswood trees in bloom.

"Tears of my mother," he breathes. "I take back any and all objections."