He could probably keep up the pretense for a very long time. From Trance's reasoning, Humpty Dumpty was real. Somewhere. And also somewhere, those King's men were having a whole lot of trouble patching him back up and might need a hand. Universes were vast, almost infinite. Almost.

Trance looked puzzled though. "Why would pieces of someone be tesseracted on board. Wouldn't that be counter-intuitive to putting him back together? What if all the pieces weren't on board? Was the accident that bad?"