The king leaning against him derailed Alastor's thoughts, for a moment. He stared in some surprise... there was a little pleasant squeeze in his chest. Not unlike the squeeze he felt for Rosie or, once upon a time, for Vox.

Right. Remark about magnets.

"Yes, well... tragically, magnets don't work any more with him. Oh, he'd get so MAD when I disrupted his cathodes before! Now, though, his upgrades have replaced his cathode tubes and hard drives and so, he's finally immune to adorable and unsettling magnets being stuck to his head."