"Oh, that's ... fascinating," Jane spoke quietly, eyes fixed on the small fluttering wings. Surely they were controlled by tiny gears and levers, working over time inside of the compact sphere to cause the movement and yet that did not explain how it actually remained air born. The wings appeared much too delicate to hold its weight.
"I'm not interrupting you, am I? I was just wondering whether or not we could talk ... about magic and how it all works. How that-" At this, she indicated the Snitch. "-Can do that. If it wouldn't be too much trouble, that is."