"Fine! Well, mostly, had a few strange adventures -- well timed job on your part, you missed out on them. Got lost in the other realm -- no damage, mostly confused."

He shrugs, feeding himself a little more food as he thinks.

"I think that was the worst of it. Things have been stirring up a little politically, but that hasn't changed anything for us yet. Lily, sit."

She twitches her ears at the reprimand, having inched closer to Lancelot to stick her nose into his lap, and sits finally -- looking over to Faolan as if for support. Why no food for dogs? This is the worst fate.