They rock on their feet, a bubble of something nice in their chest. It's not every day you meet a magic fairy person...even if he's too big to be a real one, and doesn't have wings--maybe, maybe! He's a wizard instead!

A lopsided grin grows. They shake their head, though, and say "Nuh-uh," 'cause it wasn't, it's just been something they've had for as long as they remember.

They point at his staff in turn. Not meaning the same question back, only--what is it? Is it his wand?