He'd been trapped below a talon. Yes, a talon. He never saw it, but somehow he knew that's what it was. And then some idiot with a pompous accent (just like his father) was explaining about a lady who...

"Meet them." He shrugs off her hand. "Meet them, so what? So you could cut off their heads? Or drown them or... or boil them, you shellfish-fetishising — "

And this is when he notices, in the back of his consciousness, a hissing sound. He turns. The vast water moat in the center of the hall is boiling.

"What on earth?"