This won't be a first, for Xeno, but it is still new -- being able to share details, or even broad strokes, of his wizarding heritage with those who have none. It is a thing that evokes shyness but also a little bit of thrill and anxious keenness with the novelty, his wand brought up a little to show while his other arm pins down the messy bulk of pages to his chest. (And never mind that he's the one who used magic in full view of the world -- he's used to the enclave of wizard-only communities.)
"Simple little spell, really, but very useful. I've been told about doctors -- that's a sort've Muggle healer, isn't it? The ones that cut people open and things." He sounds more interested than judgmental, as he extends the arm that holds his wand. "Accio sports page." The errant page whispers up off the ground, snatched from the air mostly by being impaled by the wand that brought it.
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This won't be a first, for Xeno, but it is still new -- being able to share details, or even broad strokes, of his wizarding heritage with those who have none. It is a thing that evokes shyness but also a little bit of thrill and anxious keenness with the novelty, his wand brought up a little to show while his other arm pins down the messy bulk of pages to his chest. (And never mind that he's the one who used magic in full view of the world -- he's used to the enclave of wizard-only communities.)
"Simple little spell, really, but very useful. I've been told about doctors -- that's a sort've Muggle healer, isn't it? The ones that cut people open and things." He sounds more interested than judgmental, as he extends the arm that holds his wand. "Accio sports page." The errant page whispers up off the ground, snatched from the air mostly by being impaled by the wand that brought it.