Faolan flicks a smile at Lily's antics -- and Lancelot's, to be honest. He hadn't expected that he would have moved himself or the dog, but he's not complaining about it. Lily's tail really does create a breeze, even curled up over her back as it is.

"Thanks," he says, before addressing Lily. "Isn't that better now?" He reaches a hand out across Lancelot towards her, carefully keeping his drink in the other, trying to coax her towards him to lie down across Lancelot's lap again. "Now we both can appreciate you properly."