Presto was out walking, smiling, enjoying himself, luxuriating in a new self-awareness and new self assurance of late. Between his magic, and his newfou8nd candy-making, he was quite happy. Well, those things and Erin, yes.
He smiled as he walked along, and was nearby when he spotted Maya, who he knew vaguely, and when he heard her voice signing, he smiled and stopped. When she finished her singing, he stepped closer, and clapped softly. "Bravo. You're good."