Shooting Nick a quick, if slightly bleak, smile, Lyall accepts and tips a little onto his hand to wipe his neck with. "If we can find any, I certainly won't protest. Let me have a look at where they grazed you today?"

And now, he finally reaches for the coat to shrug it on, turning to move further in, where it's safer to turn on a light. Most of the windows in the lower story of the apartment building they've claimed are blacked out, but it pays to be careful, with the sun not quite up yet.

"Wouldn't want it getting infected."