action;

[She does adjust him a bit but for the most part she sits back and watches with narrowed eyes, because something about this is off to her; not awkward, per se, but it is that too. A different brand of it. But she follows him on her own broom, flying a bit higher so she can make sure his form is right, dipping in briefly to throw in a bit of advice on utilising the footholds as more than just a grounding point, that the broom can intuit the speed its rider wants.

And then, after a few moments, she comes up alongside him again and grins.]

You sure you haven't done this before?

[She doesn't suspect anything, not quite yet.]