Mo watched the apple disappear into thin air with curious awe. It was obvious the professor could see the thestral, and that Lex could... but who else could? His eyes withdrew from the empty spot where he assumed the thestral stood to see if anyone seemed to have an 'oh, amazing, a thestral!' expression on their face. Whatever that looked like. Or maybe that expression looked just like 'oh, amazing, an apple disappearing into thin air' face, in which case he gained nothing.

With a small sigh, Mo turned his attention back to the empty spot. Wait... was it right there, or was it a few feet to the left? What empty spot was he meant to be watching? Eh... did he have anything to contribute, now that he'd lost the thestral? He raised his hand. "Professor, can you breed the different winged horses? Like are there cross breeds?"