Like Evelina, Coutts has both settler-colonial and indigenous ancestry coursing through his veins. But in distancing himself from C. (whose own White, racialized prejudice will soon come to the fore), Coutts also finds comfort in aligning himself more with the Ojibwe side of his family line. The bees, transforming the graveyard from a site of death to a site of pleasure and vitality, then offer yet another example of “poetic justice,” as the destruction Ted wrought on Coutts’s house now turns into something creative and healing. And touchingly, these new underground honeycombs also prove Coutts’s deeply held belief that “the universe is transformation.”