He walks in different places for the luxury of it, the times it allows him to stretch his legs and experience the city. What he doesn't expect to encounter while going in a different direction than normal is the sight of a Faun covered in bees - surely, there's been so much magic to view that this shouldn't be alarming, and yet. They seem utterly ignorant of this.

It's the bewilderment that makes him call out, a little ways away from the garden.

"I've seen hives made before, but never upon another's head."

It's the politest way to say things.