Lily seems to sense some of the unhappiness in Alice, leans forward to sniff at her a little more and push a wet snout into her face. What is happening? Why is the little girl unhappy? Does she need something? Is she hungry? Is she hurt?

"Lancelot," Lancelot offers in turn, reaching out to gently tap Lily before she goes for a full on face-licking. "Lancelot Dulac. Lily you already know, of course, and she seems quite keen on making sure she knows you too."