The girl with Mitchell blinked. She was still in the process of holding her hand up to him-- and he was clearly trying very hard to stay away from it. "I nicked myself," she said, by way of explanation. "Your other housemate, that bloke-- Tully, right?" A beat. "He told me to see about washing it off up here."

Mitchell pulled away abruptly. "...we need to get her a plaster or something," he said, too quickly.