Stobhach Gaelach? Lancelot wrinkles his nose a little, curious and confused both.

"I have no idea what that is."

He shrugs, quirks a smile and takes the jug back to the fridge to set back.

"And you are no trouble, I assure you. We missed you! Didn't we, Lils?" Lily swings her tail happily, fussing between the two of them as Lancelot checks on the food he's cooking again. "You must be tired, though, so I'm happy to have you here. Means I can keep an eye on you, mmm? And we can catch up properly!"