Quinn catches the hesitation. "We're starting at the old hotel," he says. "you know, the one a couple miles down the road? It's still got some sound bits belowground. It's as good a spot as any for emergency reserves, and if we get an overflight, it's far enough that it won't point the beast back towards the castle."

It might sound a bit cold to an outsider listening, but it's the sort of consideration that becomes second nature over the years, really.