'Been a while since I've seen these.' Aramil took of his gloves and got to his feet. The elf made his way across the examination room to one his medical kits and began clattering through various flowers and herbs.
'What the hell is it?' Hamish pulled his pants back up and tied them secure.
'Congratulations.' Aramil smiled at him. 'You have crabs.' He resumed rummaging through his stores.
Hamish sighed. '...shite.'