It wasn't long before the determination gene started to kick in, and once he had picked up a good enough rhythm with his air-swimming, Theodore slowly made his way towards a bunch of the flying rocks. And it was going well apart from the room's obstacles.

Like, the annoying other students that were getting in his way.

Have some respect, Theodore Kinsley needed to catch his rocks. SHEEESH. But there was soon one in his sight and he wriggled his way towards it. What he needed, was a rocket strapped to his back.

The thought of rockets made him look briefly over at Ella who was hovering.

She'd obviously caught her rocks already. Sigh. She was so clever.

OH - a rock. It was headed straight for him, and instead of spiraling out of control to dodge the meteor, Theodore closed his eyes and pushed out both of his hands ready to catch it. OOOOOOOOF. Sure, the force of the rock knocked him back a bit, but oh look, he had finally caught one.

Seeker!moment.