Now that gets a slight twitch at Victor's lip. Not quite a smile (you're not that good, Hentzau), but it's closer, the amusement more evident; in the same way not many people resist Rupert's charms, not many people push through Victor's judgemental stares and quips to call him out like that.

"It might be, but you also don't look all that scandalised."

The hand is a challenge and if there were ever an unmovable object, it would be Victor and the wiggling digits win Rupert only a slow blink and an ever slower raise of Victor's brows.

"Any other ailments you want to let me know you're free of?"