"I think," he said coming back to the front, one hand lowered to unzip the fly and release the button of the trousers, one of Evan's fingers in the same hand he used to undo the fabric hooked over the line of Neville's underpants and lowered it to expose a bit of flesh near the start of the groin and the side of his stomach, "it'll looked wonderful here," with that Evan pressed the orange white "E" against the spot hearing the hiss of burning flesh.