Could stand to be there? Lancelot shoots Faolan an incredulous look at that, as if the statement is quite a mad one.

"Faolan you're making it sound like some roach and blood encrusted torture chamber, and forgive me for saying so but I highly doubt that is what it is. For one thing I'd be impressed you could leave it with a clean white shirt. We'll pass a place on the way to the station, and if you aren't careful I'll find you another Mr Grumpy mug to decant your powerade into."