Faolan ruffles Lily's ears and contemplates the idea of it for a moment, before deciding to just go for it. Why not? If Lancelot thinks it might work?

"Keep a hold on her for a moment," he says, giving her one more ruffle before pulling back and tugging off his socks, setting them aside and reaching down to roll up the legs of his trousers as best he can. They'll only go so far, but it's good enough. Lancelot's not going to be filling the tub that far. Moving back to the edge of the tub, he swings a leg over and moves to perch on the edge, before reaching for Lily again.

"You knock me in with her and I'm taking you with me," is about the only comment he throws Lancelot on the matter.