Faolan shrugs slightly, finishing his sausage roll and grabbing another off the plate. He's certainly never been very good at taking care of himself, as the other man is no doubt aware at this point.

"I've obviously learned which doors are the best to come scratching at to find one," he says, glancing sideways at the other man in turn. "Though I'm lucky you don't make me beg. Unlike some," he says, giving a discrete nod to the ever-patient Lily by his side.