The perils of the journey

"Do you really believe it will be that simple? To migrate the entire population of a huge country?" Sitra suddenly asked instead of answering Layn's question. But in a sense, her question could be taken as an answer on its own. 

"Isn't that what Castor spoke about?" Layn countered with a smile, only to shake his head and then look down. "No, it's impossible for such an insanely huge endeavor to happen overnight. But that begs an even better question," Layn said as he raised his eyes and looked right at Sitra's face. 

"If you can't protect your southern holdings now, how do you intend to protect them while moving population down south at the same time?" Layn struck right into the most important problem of any operation of this size. 

The logistic of it all.