It's not really my job I've been having trouble with.

[ this part is murmured, though it may possibly be audible enough for jon to pick out. he leans slightly into one of his dogs, waiting for jon to return with the tea before he exhales a low sigh and shrugs one shoulder. ]

There's not much worth telling.

[ he's lying. worse, he's lying poorly. ]

There's not much you really need to know.