He's distracted from waiting for the babies to start playing with their Snitches by the prayer. He can always go back and look after he's dealt with...

...man, what is with this species? With the experience of fixing shrens just recently under his belt, he can tell what's wrong immediately - no damn magic in the kid at all. His shren fix will take care of future cases just fine, but in the meantime, he seeks out every tiny dragon with this problem and fixes them all at once. And as a kind of signature, they can get swirl-patterned Snitches too, little puffy cuddly ones with stubby felt wings that can still play tag with all the agility of the sleeker breed. Done.

And now he has one more group of dragons to watch for reactions. Well, he's got the attention to spare, as long as no more intricate magical emergencies come up while he's looking.