"Nothing to apologise for, Faolan, I just wanted to check before I made it difficult for you to keep hold of a hot drink."

He wrinkles his nose playfully at the man, leaning one hip against the counter as he waits. Lily bounces by the door, whining as she is forced to suffer exclusion, and after a moment when it looks like Faolan is nearly done Lancelot vanishes away and re-appears with a large beach towel.

"I do have a plan," he says, and grins. "So let me know when you're ready to hear it."