Philip is the sort of Cane Corso who is broad shouldered and quiet enough that other pups confess things unprompted. Anyone within earshot of Philip eventually hears the theory that the fire halos are old fevers that learned to behave. There is a long running rumor that Philip once swapped a map drawn on biscuit paper for a better story and called the trade fair. Philip suspects the old world left at least one good question lying around with that exact name written on it.