Nemo was pretty sure he would never, ever grow tired of watching Penny puzzle out muggle things with the wonder of a small child. It was like she saw the world through a complete different lens than other people; it was both endearing and fascinating to watch. Even for what was probably the hundredth time.

"It's a cuckoo clock," He chuckled before moving to wind the clock, moving the hands on the front until they struck an hour. retreating from her space once more, he allowed for the little bird to come out of the doors at the top, popping out and singing a little ditty before retreating behind the door again. Frankly Nemo was impressed by the workmanship, the hand carving and painting that went into it. Done without magic no less. Muggles were fascinating sometimes and quite ingenious with their creations. Nemo rather thought sometimes they had the right idea. Without the ease of magic they could still create such beautiful pieces and the satisfaction when it was finished must have been quite incredible.

Covering his mouth to hid the smirk, he watched her for a moment more. "You've truly never seen one?" That was hard to believe!