"Up here!" Delirium said cheerfully, leaning out the crow's nest to give Duke a sunny wave and a bright little crow of, "Ahoy, matey! Shiver me timbers! Land aho!"

If he'd spent time chasing her, there was a good chance he'd passed through her Realm a time or two. She didn't recognize him right away but all that meant was that he hadn't spent too much time there. If he was one of hers, eventually she would notice.

Barnabas sighed and watched her go. "You don't have to worry about her falling, no. Little things like 'the laws of gravity' and 'physics' and 'reality' don't apply to her. Even if she fell, she wouldn't get hurt and she can't be killed. It's far more likely the floor would turn into a giant ball pit or a trampoline or something. It's no use telling her to be careful. She doesn't know what careful is."

He inclined his head, "I'm Barnabas. I take care of the Lady Delirium, for such care as can be taken."