Harry didn't know that one's ears could get sunburned. He's grateful for Trixie's attention in that regard.

"It is very beautiful there," he says, wistful. "I was born in Anstruther—" he pronounces it Ainster, "—across from Edinburgh on the Firth of Forth. It's a fishing village—the shore was my playground when I was a boy. Rock pools, sea birds ... I suppose I've always loved the sea and the animals in it, all my life."