"...will you be offended if I say I've never heard of you?" He pushed himself up on an elbow, smiling quietly. "I'm Tom, it's nice to meet you, Grif. This is Bobby."

The dog wandered over, sniffing at the armor for a moment before returning to Tom and settling with a huff.

Tom was perfectly ok with silence, with being quiet. He still hadn't really mastered the ability to have a meaningless conversation again.