Dylan heard the angry voice before he was even in the room, and looked in surprise at Allison and Harry. "Hi," he said, feeling a bit sheepish that he hadn't been by to see her before. He knew James had been plenty of times, but personally he wasn't sure what to say to her.
Almost without thinking he raised his hand to scratch at his neck, only to have it swatted off by Cass. He gave the man a glare and wondered why Harry had called the two of them here. Was it some way of making them work together so they could 'talk'? He wouldn't put it past him. He nodded towards him, smiling a bit, then turned to Allison again.
"How are you feeling?" he asked her, stepping further into the room.