Rather than an attack, Diefenbaker has long perfected the art of looking very sorry for himself. The plaintive look he gives his human as the door opens is testament to his eternal suffering.
Fraser seems immune. Well, relatively. He sighs faintly as he looks down at him. "If you'd stop relying on others to provide for you, you wouldn't be having this problem," he says disparagingly, before he moves past Meg and the wolf to go and retrieve some clothes from the bedroom.