[It takes two seconds for Dave's mind to serve up an image of him explaining to Rose how John broke his leg and then got impaled on a spire on the roof of the castle. He coughs into his fist.] Stairs.

Might be full of peril but we're men. We hunt that peril down and make it bend down and press sweet lips to our footwear.

[He strides on ahead, acting like some bold knight leading the charge.]