Caleb smiles small. He's not great at telling stories, but he gives it a try. He tells Michael about playing Quidditch with Alice and her friends. He tells him how the game works, in case he doesn't know, and about their positions, and the different things that happen during the game. While he talks, his fingers keep up a gentle, steady drag against Michael's arm, trying to soothe him with touch, hoping he'll drift off.