Tallow walked into Bat and Scarly's office to find Bat slumped on a chair with his head on the workbench, turned away from the door, while Scarly softly sharpened on old straight razor on a worn strop, watching her partner intently.

"I don't think he needs his eyebrows, do you? I mean, they don't serve an immediate function or anything," she whispered.

Author: Warren Ellis