"Sure, can do. I'll have it delivered to you posthaste." Jerome smothered Jervis's screams for a while longer before he relented, as Jervis seemed to have quieted down to whimpers and sobs anyway. Admittedly, he did like how it sounded too. "He's got shiny hair, I like that. I think a bit of therapising from you, a bit of loving from me and he'll be right as rain in to time, won't he?"

He grinned at Jervis, wondering whether he could even see him. "Hey. Spooky always asks that... What do you see, huh? What are you scared of, little boy?"