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Originally Posted by
Felixir
Um.
Yes.
Fly.
Tobias' head tilted in confusion, and slightly in concern. Maybe Forrest would need to take it a little bit slower. He HAD always been hesitant around the topic of brooms and Quidditch and whatever so... yeah, maybe that was it. Tobias lowered his broom down a little more, enough that he could climb off of the thing. He was glad he'd shed his outer robes earlier; it was still pretty warm out for late September.
"D'you know how?" he asked Forrest, holding his own broom beside him. "I can go through it with you if you want?" Again, Tobias was worried that he might be too pushy, but he'd said it now. Plus he was sure Forrest would like flying once he'd practiced it a bit.
Knew how what? Flying? Haha.
Hahaha. Him, know, flying? Aren't you funny, Tobias.
"I've never..." y'know.
"But I don't want to... y'know,
"...hinder your practice. I'm--I'll be fine." Cue an uncomfortable chuckle-choking.
He certainly didn't plan to run away as soon as Tobias turned away. But he was tempted to.