Marten squeaks a little and falls off his leg; eventually he scampers up onto the stone, and then hops down onto Fives' shoulder, and finally curls up there, in a soft warm little ball.

He lasts about ten minutes.

"Could we....could we at least get out of the anteroom? Only it's much nicer inside, and we worked very hard on your chambers, and, and, and if you don't like it we'll fix it?"

Also Marten is starting to worry he could get in trouble for not doing any successful attending.

"...please?"