#actually rina

"Can you make him well?" snapped Vimes."No, it'th hith lucky day," said Igor. "I can make him better. I've got some kidneyth jutht in, a lovely pair, belonged to young Mr. Crapanthy, hardly touched a drop of thtrong licker, shame about the avalanchthe...""Does he need them?" said Angua."No, but you thould never mith an opportunity to improve yourthelf, I alwayth thay."Igor grinned.  It was a strange sight. The scars crawled around his face like caterpillars.