Feliks preens rather obviously, curling up like a lazy cat with his arms on the other armrest, his body slightly twisted, and his head on his arms.

"I'm basically like Cinderella's fairy godmother. Like, I need something to work with and all, and it'll wear off way before midnight if I space out or I'm not looking, but I can just sort of... change things up, for a while?"

Of course, it has more practical applications than fashion and home decor. He's been known to pull things like turning thrown weapons into harmless junk, or turning a pocket can of hair spray into mace.