Quinn wasn't excited for this lesson, and that was before he even saw the splintered brooms. After the deflating pool incident he was a bit traumatized about flying lessons, but he guessed he wouldn't have to do any flying this time given the horrid looking Muggle brooms, and that was something, at least.

He wasn't going to grace this question with an answer. He was tired of answering leading questions about how disgusting and horrible he was. He picked at the grass as he listened to his peers berate him with indirect insults—he knew they didn't mean them (at least, most of them didn't), but it was still disheartening.