That's right, deary. Unless you happen to have a spare lying about. [He managed that once. Aaah twins. So useful sometimes.]

Well, where to begin. [He smiles a bit here.] I can show you quite the thing, deary. A few wiggles of his fingers and there's an almost luminescent violet smoke winding around his hands, moving to wind itself around Ed. It should be painless and barely noticeable, until he looks around and sees he's gone and grown himself a good six inches or so. Look, Ed. He made you taller. ...for a minute or two.]