"Oh, no. Not as a general rule, no." Fraser lifts a hand, politely dispelling the assumption. "No, Diefenbaker is an exception. He saved my life once, when I fell into some freezing water... he's stayed with me ever since, I assume for reasons of his own."

The wolf in question, bored with the conversation, yawns widely and settles his head down on his paws, closing his eyes. "Also, you should know he's at least partially deaf. The cold water that day popped his eardrums... but then again, sometimes I think he uses it as an excuse to ignore me."

As Darling shuffles around, explaining his appearance, Fraser goes to mop up the half-melted snow, moving around the other man with ease, as if they were suddenly in the middle of a dance. "I see... of course. Heartman is always delighted to meet someone with a similarly scientific mind. And yes, I'm a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. This, however, not being the Canada I'm familiar with—"

Probably, anyway. "— I lack jurisdiction to perform any law enforcement duties. So I simply... try to find other ways to assist where I can."