"What's this about, father?" Tristran asks confusedly, bending forward and watching his head (to avoid the slope of the roof) as he joins his father in the small and constricted space. "Why have you brought us here?"

He takes a seat opposite the older man before glancing around at what looks like some useless junk - a rather disappointing outcome of what he'd always believed to be the home of magical beings.

"I never thought I'd ever get to see this place, but I've got to admit, I'm a little let down," he remarks, jokingly.