"It's not a common hobby, but I learned how to as a kid."

Jim carefully selects one of the other kites Marcella has made and inspects it. Turns it over in his fingers a moment before handing it over for her to begin her work again.

He turns to shoot Felix a grin when the other huffs. Felix must be working if he's not going to fuss and argue over the comment. And so he is. The choice of design and deftness with which he works has Jim staring, a look of wonder underlied with more than a little need to go with it.

"....That's beautiful, Felix."