"Can I stand up?" he asks incredulously. "Of course I - "

When the sneezing fit has subsided, he looks at the Balladeer sheepishly and accepts the proffered hand with the unquestionable air of defeat.

"Just a bit new to it, is all," he says. "Not used to putting all these different pieces together." He succeeds in getting his knees beneath him and just has to lever himself upright, that's the plan, then. "Just look at all these - how do you keep track of them all?"