"Yeah but when you're dealing with stuff this big and dangerous it'd be nice to be able to do research that isn't just 'hey what if I got on this ghost bus,'" says Sefton, fully aware that there's no context for that sentence whatsoever.

So he presses on, and leaning over the notebook on his lap he gestures with his hands, more animated as he talks.

"The thing about our magic shit, though, is firstly that it's localised. I mean cities, and not all cities. Not even the oldest or the biggest, just some combination of a dense population and possibly the architecture makes this - I don't know, energy, I guess - focus in and area. You go out of London, and you lose it."

Which isn't to say he doesn't have it here, but that he can't see the same things because they're not here to see.