*obviously surprised to see you (but pleasantly so)* Oh, hey, Doc. *scratches behind his dog's ears and grins* She. Marigold. And you're not interrupting. *really smiles this time* It's not often I can say I'm doing nothing at all.
*sits down on the grass and stretches his legs (while Marigold whines pitifully and tries to lick his face), wondering when he last just relaxed out here* How is Erestor are things? *nods as his eyes automatically zero in on the bandages on your hands (unfortunately familiar territory)* You all right there?