[The older man nodded.] Chaos is, by its very nature, a powerful and uncontrollable thing. That's why it can feel so good to give into it, and it should be surrendered to. But at the time of your choosing, when you know who and who won't be at risk.

[He taps the picture of monster Kurloz.] This is a boy's chaos. Without restraint, but also without focus. It causes damage at random to whatever's nearby, whether you want it to or not.

[Then he pulls the boy's sketchbook towards himself, and pulls out his wand. He murmurs a spell, and then starts using the wand like a pen or a brush, sketching out something that flows with color as he draws, filling the page with brilliant reds and oranges, until the finished piece adorns the page.]

This is a man's chaos. Do you see the difference?