Charming! It's still a bit juvenille, but he already had a funny little spot in mind for where to put it. The fact that it could play jazz did help its charms, though. With a clap, the duck vanished in a puff of glowing green.

"Off to your new hiding spot. Something for you to see if you can find, next we spar," he chuckled in amusement. It's kept, at least, appreciated as straightforwardly as Alastor can be.

Hmm... he personally never liked trying to go to sleep after a nightmare had hit him. His own mind was always racing at times like those.

"I'm going to fix myself a bit of coffee. Want a bit? Or will that sully your next attempt at sleep?"