<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/9/93/Sebastian_Bryce.jpg/395px-Sebastian_Bryce.jpg)</div><strong>Bryce</strong><br/>"Only because your hands are so frequently covered in red, my dear," he said, chuckling,-- he'd done his share of dirty messy skunk-work in his day, and now, he gets to enjoy the fact that he doesn't actually have to do so unless something goes wrong or he's in the middle of a lesson. It's one of those little privledges that he does enjoy,- "Also, my hands are clean cause I wear<em>gloves</em>when I'm working, you bloody statue. Anyway, girl, understand now why I'm here?"<br/><br/>He glances at the Cat on the Sultana's lap, his eyes ablaze with mischief.<br/><br/>"..it's the warm comraderie of me friends, ye se, I couldn't bear to pull myself out of bed in the morning without the kind love and support of this lot."