Dorian took Shinji's last comment into deep consideration, though it had obviously had been intended to be overthought. He gazed at the oblong object in his hands, fingers gliding lovingly over its lime surface, wondering, wondering....wondering why it wasn't in the air like the other ones.
He looked up at the ceiling. Looked at Shinji. Looked at the balloon in his hands. He frowned. "Why are there some on the ground and some in the air?" Serious pondering ensued, out of which came Dorian's decided answer: "Oh, I understand! Those are balloons filled with magical air!"