"I can do that." It's really probably not much different than how he'd typically get an instrument back home - it's not as though he has a locker or something he can safely keep them in until he needs them. If he actually put one down anywhere, he'd never get it back. So when he needs a different one, he just...gets it.

The Balladeer casually reaches down on the other side of the rock and produces the banjo, as if it had been sitting there all along. "I know how to do it with instruments already," he explains. "It doesn't work anymore when I'm awake, but I guess that'd be too easy."