Faolan sits forward and does as he's told, unloading his gifts under the tree and hoping that the amount he's brought doesn't seem excessive. Lancelot's been good to him, he's invited him over for the holiday, and as such he'd made it a point to try his best to show his thanks, in holiday gift form.

"Oh she does, does she?" he asks, as he watches the other man rolling around on the floor with the dog, quirking a smile at their antics as he does. "I've never received a gift from a lady such as Lily before, you know." Meaning a dog, of course.