[Trevor does as he's asked, and latches the deadbolt as soon as they're inside. It seems they've reached the brick wall portion of the evening, and while Trevor admires Adrian's determination, it doesn't make for very stimulating conversation. Which would be fine, if not for the fact that Trevor never could stand the silence.]

Between you and Sypha enchanting the hell out of this place, and a professional monster hunter living on-premises, do you really think they'd be stupid enough to try and send one in here?

[Trevor follows Adrian to the living room and kneels beside the hearth, tossing his gloves on the hearthstones before he starts situating logs in the firebox.]

Or is that giving them too much credit?

[Even this early in the season, they thankfully have decent kindling. He has the logs caught before long, whereupon he steps back and motions for Adrian to do his part.]

I'll start on the oven, I suppose.

[And off he gets to the kitchen.]