A topic Faolan won't be tight-lipped about, not exactly. Though perhaps oddly cagey. He isn't sure how people will take the fact that he's more or less dating Lancelot, given the other man's connection to the Night Council. Then again, they all know that Faolan's a Guardian himself anyway. And if there's anyone in Hillingdon who should know about this, for there might be political implications down the line, it would be Arthur.

"Not... Not really," Faolan says, a bit awkwardly, but it's an answer nonetheless. "Just. Just the one." He looks down at the soup, as if willing it faster, but as the saying goes, a watched pot never boils. "And his dog, I suppose, if dogs count," he adds.