And Sawyer stops dead in his tracks, as his face twists in barely controlled rage.

"Enough of this foolish babbling, Mr Wellard," he snaps, drawing himself up to his height. "I have heard enough nonsense from you. End of the Universe indeed -- did you ride there on a pair of magical sea turtles, perhaps?" Mocking scorn sharpens his tongue. "Accompanied by fairies and mermaids?"