"You wish," he answers, and despite himself, he's grinning a little, too. It's impossible not to, really, what with the rush of adrenaline that comes with flying. He reaches up to drag his fingers through his own hair, rolling his eyes, before he starts flying again.

"C'mon, this way. In case-" Oh Merlin, this part is hard to say, and he struggles visibly. "-you and Al go flying around later. This is the path we usually take."