Thank you for your co-operation. However, given that you're now my responsibility and your conduct will reflect on me, you'll understand if I can't leave you alone. It's the charge of any housewarden worth his sea salt to nurture, to guide, to mould into the image of that enterprising benevolence which sees us sorted in here in the first place.

[He taps closer to Accelerator, smile glib and eels pressed tight against his shoulders, smiling serenely all the while.] What's your name? If you please. I've decided to take a personal interest in you, now.

[Like some Wicked shit.]