Tobias tilted his head slightly, the other way this time, and glanced over at the others before looking back at Forrest again.

"Horrible? But I thought you haven't flown before?" Unless he HAD? GASP! Sneaky Forrest. "And I don't believe anyone's horrible. I know a lot of other people find this really hard, but I always like to find a bright side. In this case, even if you aren't that good at flying, you have the opportunity to practice and get better, and I don't know a single person who doesn't like seeing themselves get better and better at something, y'know?"

Forrest was someone who had to be eased into things, Tobias could see that. And whilst Tobias loved having a go at everything despite being almost certain that he wouldn't be very good at it and would make a right prat of himself, Forrest seemed to always be worrying about failing or not doing good enough. Legilimancy was the only NEW thing Tobias had witnessed Forrest having much excitement over. Maybe just not been there for other things, though.

Mounting his own broom again, Tobias pushed off slightly, like he was doing a little jump. Instead of returning to the ground, like in a regular jump, he remained in the air right at the highest peak of his bounce. He remained there, one foot on the foot-hold, the other slightly skimming the grass.

Rather than hover there staring at Forrest, Tobias smiled and leaned back a little, staring out over the pitch. Nothing gave him more pleasure than to be out here, and he was quite happy taking in the view whilst Forrest decided what he was going to do.

"I really like the view of the castle from here," he said without really thinking as he stared over at Hogwarts. He decided not to say about how the view was even more awesome from higher up, because he really didn't want to be pushy, and he was worried he'd start to sound it anyway.