Charlus buried both hands in the dog's fur, ruffling it as he scritched his way down his spine, laughing at the enthusiastic tail wag.
"Awww, well you can play at being a seal up at Eilean Donan, can't you?" He told the pup, his voice soft and lilting. He looked across at Anaïs, still beaming as he leant in and kissed her again softly.