"I did this on purpose." He liked it. Mostly. It was an adjustment. "My former glory took a certain amount of upkeep that I am temporarily, uh."
He waved a hand. Mikey knew what he was saying. There was no way Mikey's hair got the way it was on accident either. "And no one needs to be jealous." This he said with a pointed look towards the possible-owl-corner. Just in case. "Ryland's muggle parents will undoubtedly happily accept me into their muggle arms. As a muggle."