...Er. Wow. Now that Allen wasn't busy waiting for his left eye to tell him he's screwed, he had plenty of time to take in how... not tall he was next to Matt. Bean sprout, a voice scoffed in the back of his mind, which he took joy in dispelling with a particularly heavy thump of his boot on the next flight of stairs.

"Yes, that's me, and please don't apologise. I know what it's like to be afraid for someone else." He was already following closely behind Matt, but Timcanpy still deemed it necessary to wheel around their heads once before zooming right ahead, as if to say, God, hurry up.