The things he folded took form. The first was a chair. Next came a table. He folded a lion and it leaped to life, snarling at him from the corner of the room, confused and anxious. He folded a steak for it. At first it sniffed suspiciously at the paper steak, then, finding it juicy and corporeal, gobbled it up. He had to fold more and more steak as the lion calibrated to its newfound third dimension.