"Will," John says after a slight pause in which he resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. He hadn't even realized the other man was in the same building. If he'd made an effort at being any kind of social, perhaps he wouldn't have to learn about that from a man who'd only just arrived. "Has he given his mutt a name yet?" John suspects the dog will be staying. "Was waffling a bit last time I'd heard."

Last time he'd snapped at Will via text message. John breathes deeply. He'd rather focus on not mucking up his current conversation with Julien than dwell on possibly pissing some other bloke he hardly knew off.

"Do you like dogs?" he adds, offhand.