So, magic then, William surmises. But regardless of the 'how', the thought of sharks flying through the air is a terrifying one. William shakes his head, utterly bemused.

"They already have an entire sea of fish to eat, there's no need to have it fly and eat the birds as well..."

He slumps back as well. For better or worse, it's at this point that he's called up by the staff - and he still hasn't made up his mind yet! Oops. He jolts to his feet, giving Erichthonios a hurried wave.

"Sorry, that's me. Let's talk more again later, yeah?"