Greg lay there, next to him, "Gothic is it? So what, it set like in some olden time? But what's the part about the dogs?" he asked, his curiosity peaked. He liked dogs; they didn't have any at home which had always bothered him, but there wasn't much he could do to change that at the present.
"Is it like an adventure story? But how do the dogs fit into it?" he asked after Theo had moved to sit up. Greg put his hands behind his head, his elbows pointing out and it was clear that he was not making any plans to move off Theo's bed and go shower. He'd caught the movement Theo had made and felt pleased that his clothes would be ready to wear after he'd cleaned up but as for the present, the notion of leaving Theo's company did not entice him.