He's a Zorua - I'm not sure where they are naturally, I got him for...not last Christmas, but the one before. We all got eggs then, the Pokémon inside were strangely-colored...

[Just. Let him look at Zacharie, who's just sort of watching the proceedings over there.]

...Zacharie, show the mademoiselle what you usually look like, if you don't mind?

[It takes a second, but the sense of "...ohhh" seems to register eventually, and then there's another burst of sparkles and general shiny idiocy that leaves...well, this in its wake.]