"Now wouldn't that be a luxury," Dean said, rolling his eyes. At least he was no longer having to battle the elements non-stop. He'd had enough of heating charms, and starting fires and drying charms and things to ward off water than he wanted to deal with in quite some time.
Dean twirled the wand around his fingers, his eyes losing a little of their sparkle as he replied. "A little help from a friend, and a wonderfully obliging man in black robes," he said, attempting to be funny, even though he knew his voice had fallen rather far of where he intended. "I'm not much of a fan, but Mr. Ollivander isn't likely to be mass-producing any time soon, so I'll make do," he said, shrugging and moving his part finished drawing to the side, still hovering in the air for now.