Put it in a little raincoat, then. I know you like silly craft projects like that. [tiny bears in raincoats... he never expected anyone would even make a grave for him so it's already more than enough. trusting in something like "revival" on top of that seems pointless, especially when he's so sure this won't be the end of his loops.] Anyway, you'd just get me something tweed and then sew more fairy patches onto it if I ran into you again.

I've left your tea things on the desk next to the lamp. They should still be there, so don't forget them. I even cleaned them for you.