Bryn turned when he heard the familiar voice, perhaps a little too quickly as he almost smacked his friend in the face with his mane. 'Oops, sorry Craig! How are you?' He grinned at his ex-teammate, the question was a valid one. He had been orbitting on a different path to most of his friends these past months. Tennis it would seem had started to take over his life outside work.
'Ah you know me, I've been snap-happy at the Prophet and then down the club perfecting my aces.' He flicked Craig with his tail when he proclaimed his ignorance. 'I'm Aslan, from the Chronicles of Narnia. Which Musketeer are you?'