He stood where he was, watching her walk off. Then he turned his head away, following her almost automatically.

Once inside the garden, he found a spot to sit for a while. This wound up being something a bit high; one of the ivy walls had lattice work with large holes in it, enough for a Fraggle to scale up six feet or so, thread his legs through one and arms through another. There he sat, folding his arms and resting his chin atop them. At least a third space beneath him provided a little personal amusement, ticking his tail back and forth through it.

Yes, this spot would do nicely. He could see Lexi, his hands were free enough to sign whenever he needed to, and he was high up. It didn't take much for him to figure why he wanted to be high, but that wasn't exactly something he felt like elaborating on even if he were to be asked.