August 2016

'No, no,' Cuthbert said quickly, 'that's all taken care of. I mean - not that I had... It actually turned out to be athlete's foot. Funny story, apparently you can get it other places as well if you accidentally- anyway, no, that's not why I'm here.'

Cuthbert watched as the distinctive expression of a person who didn't think terribly highly of him to begin with shifted into a face of disgust. He was getting quite good at recognising it. (Though it was always easier when it was unbridled like that.)

He scratched at his nose.