Niki's eyes lit up at the mention of flying. "I want to go flying," he said immediately. Niki had always loved to fly, and now was no different. That love was even stronger, perhaps, because he had such a fondness for birds. He wished he had wings that he could fly with, but he would make do with a broomstick.
"We can fly," he added for good measure, because that seemed like a great idea. "D'you have an extra broomstick." His was back at his flat, since he had just Apparated himself over.
He took another bite of his sandwich, this time a bit more tidly, mimicking Braxton.