He blinks at her.

'Uh...'

There may be an urge to sing something at her in response to that, but he has enough awareness to sit on it. He takes the twig/

'...how 'bout that?'

Wow. OK. They need twigs. He jogs over to the nearest tree, picks another twig, and then tosses the spare to X.

'Give that to Scorpius before he gets eaten, or turned into a sapling or something.'

It only takes a minute to grab enough for everyone. No idea what might happen with the hovering leaves though.