He withdrew his hands after Fern had given them a good swack and actually thought her quite strong for a girl. Not unlike a gorilla. A Girl-rilla. That was Fern. He raised his eyebrows with a look of tolerant resignation, though Cutty's sigh wasn't one of resignment but one that was trying hard to sound resigned for it was at points very clearly amused.

"Fine. Stay for all I care." He pushed his way past Fern accidentally on purpose bumping her with his lumpy, heavy bag. He put an arm around Charlie Tudor and started to walk a little with him to put some distance between them and Little Miss Angreh Puff.

"I got your owl, Charlie and I think I might be able to help you. I've brought along some of my best sellers. Chocolate Frogs, Fizzing Whizzbees, Best Blowing Gum, and a few others. No Pumpkin pasties, though, mind you. They didn't last very long on the journey over." He regreted. Then, finally being at close range Cutty noticed Charlie's bandage. "What happened to your hand?" He asked sounding a bit unprepared for whatever the answer might be.