Augustus sneezes as he uses his muzzle to rummage through the ancient piles of human trinkets and valuables with the help of Lykos’ feline friend, Leia — the bold molly cat helpfully (or maybe unhelpfully) pushing small items conviently made of glass (or other perishable and fragile materials) off the cracked wooden workbench. Augustus looks at her, and she to him, before shooing her away with a flick of his long tail. She dashed off...