Bond

Contrary to appearance, Q did, occasionally, work out. Today was one of those rare days, and the boffin was dressed in soft and loose looking trousers and little else as he lay on the floor doing crunches. He was all skin and bone, no threat to anyone, but it made him feel slightly less vulnerable. Less weak.

He paused when the door to the cabin opened, looking a bit embarrassed but soon carrying on.

"Sorry, I'll be done in a moment," he assured the double-o. "I don't mean to be in the way."