Most of this was lost on Iggy, really, at least by way of her movement, somehow he managed to track the movement of the butterfly, at least for a moment, shaking his head again a moment later, "Practice."
Another brow-crease, "And Max, as in Maximum Ride, she's the oldest." A shrug, "Only by a few months, but she's still the oldest, and sometimes I do things that are kind of featherbrained."