[Even newly resurrected, Palamedes still has a handy handkerchief in his pocket, which he hands to Cecelia once she comes to her feet.]

A bit rougher than me, at least. All I’ve had to do is answer a few riddles, and none of them involved glitter. [He squares his shoulders, trying to stay cheerful despite the general horror of the situation.] Shall we see what kind of nonsense they have planned for us next?