"Are you done?" he asks the wolf. Diefenbaker makes a disgruntled noise, then gets up and shifts his bulk up onto the couch, before lying down with his chin on the armrest.
He supposes so.
Fraser turns to look at Meg, his gaze on her back as she moves around in the kitchen. He should think of something to say. Not a platitude, or a lie.
"I missed you," he says, as he stands there in the middle of the living room.