"I'm not really one to talk; my field of work is hardly what one would consider light work," he says with a shake of his head and a laugh. Working with dragons felt like pulling teeth sometimes; pulling teeth that could either bite into your skin or set you on fire, depending on the day of the week and the dragon's mood. "But I think the difficulty, I find, is part of the appeal."

"No, I suppose I aren't, aren't I?" He says with an apologetic shrug. "Well, if you ever need advice on how to deal with unruly teenage boys, I was one, once, myself, and I grew up with sometimes demonic younger brothers."