That provokes a long, almost-choking laugh from Mr. Wednesday. "Of course we are. If you really need something done, you look in the mythologies." One hand rubs at his face before tracing down to press at his throat.

"Some people call me Mr. Wednesday. Unless you're more than what you seem, I'm fairly sure I'm older than any of you." His gaze drifts over to the Doctor, left eye a little more open than the right. "It's been a long time since I was a proper warrior, but I've learned a great many things in the time since. Now, if I could just borrow someone to - lean on -"

Without further ado, he collapses.