They had parts to play, characters in this scene and they had to fall into it for the success of the story. He flitted about in those caged fingers once he had been taken from the room with the music box, where they light of the moon lit up the room. The part of him that was Drosselmeyer thought he could be crushed and killed at any moment.

His heart was beating so fast, and his ruby throat feathers caught every hint of light as he settled then flitted around his cage then settled again. All puffed up and chittering softly. "What more could I give? I'm nothing more than a lowly toy maker."