Honestly? I'm not sure. We'd been standing on that thing for a while - he sends Hester up that. I think the Wizard might've done something.

[He reaches up to take her hand - just as a length of emerald green cloth just sort of appears, floating gently down from a few inches above to cover him like a blanket. The Balladeer blinks for a moment in surprise, then reaches up to tug it down from his face.]

...huh. [He sits up, gathering the fabric in both hands. It's green, but this isn't one of the curtains from the stage. Where could that have come from...?]