"Yeah," he said offhandedly. And then snickered, looking neither ashamed nor regretful. Just a bit smug. And amused. "Swelling solution," Fabian answered promptly. "And it made her arse fucking huge for a week." He was well used to this sort of thing by now. War did bad things to everyone's ability to trust. But it was better than any of them dying. And consistently reminded him of some of the more creative things he'd done it school. There wasn't much of a downside. Not really, anyway.