"Suh!" he agrees, and Nymphadora laughs. "I think you're right about Anthony liking him -- he's quite his own little parrot, these days."

Anthony crawls over to the cushion between his mother and their guest and commences playing with his toes. This is the kind of distraction that could, if left uninterrupted, amuse him for hours.

'Dora looks up at Elizabeth again, her smile fading a bit. "Are you finding it any less... confining, around here?"