Balthazar grimaces faintly. "Duly noted. He showed it to me, but luckily my inclination is not to try on just any old headwear that's presented to me."

He helps himself to a few marshmallows, tossing them into his cocoa, and nods. "I'd like that. I'm sure he'd be willing--but since he's resting, perhaps it will help for later on."