Albus shakes his head, as if to dispel an annoying thought. He pushes the box in Harry's direction, then doesn't even spare him a second look. Swaying worriedly, he pulls his legs up, comes to his knees and drops forward onto his elbows - Scorpius inevitably wonders whether he might be pissed. In fact, he crawls over to him on his knees, picking up the wand from the floor as he goes, beyond where Scorpius had been searching, and smiles dazedly.