[A happy medium. Easier said than done, but...doable.

It's doable. That's what matters here.

Basil falls silent for a little while after that, mostly just...watching the sun set. It's almost gone completely down, which makes Basil feel melancholy in a way he hasn't before. There's a reason for it, of course.]

You know...I won't be able to go outside during the day anymore, pretty soon.

[Well, he says "soon", but he's not sure when exactly. It could be tomorrow, could be months from now.]

The guide says that...Gargoyles turn into stone when they're in the sun.

[Which is terrifying. But even more than that...it means he's going to be cut off from the one thing he had actual plans to do here: garden.]