There's an oddly plaintive note to Feuilly-Bahorel's voice as he calls Hector over. But the old hound comes, even without the lure of food, and Feuilly hugs him and rubs his ears. "So what is all this? More Halloween strangeness? Some new business?"

....he really is short, isn't he. It's hard not to think it, looking over at his own body.