[ Have a pause though as he takes his hand and stares at it a bit with a raised brow before reaching for his handkerchief with his clean one and wiping it down. He doesn't seem all that bothered, just a bit confused. Best not to ask.

His duskull however looks like he's about to pass out. ]

Now I really wish Mister Sutcliffe was around. You both'd be thick as thieves before the day was through, I'd bet a silver shilling.

[ And he'll hold out the same handkerchief out to Henry. ]

Might need this. There's a spot of something on your hand I don't think anyone'd fancy seeing.