"Don't tell me, they more or they have sound or something?" Evan smirked when a butterfly landed at the tip of his nose, its ticking little legs made him want to sneeze. Evan shook his head and waves at it off until it flew out of the window and into the clear blue sky.
Barty smiled, wishing he had the camera just then when the butterfly landed on Evan's nose. Oh that was brilliant magic. "They move," Barty replied with a grin, "You can wave at yourself." And he would be able to have a record of how cute and naive Evan was being.