I need an extra pair of hands.” I swallowed. “Uh. Butters, I don’t know if I’m the right guy to—” “Oh bite me, wizard boy,” Butters said, his tone annoyed. “You haven’t got a moral leg to stand on. If it’s okay that I’m not a doctor, it’s okay that you aren’t a nurse. So wash your freaking hands and help me before we lose him.”
