"Of course you would!" Alicia was oddly proud of him as he lifted one hand off the broom. He quickly chickened out but it was a step? It was sort of windy up here. Alicia remembered people freaking out when they first started out. She was reckless enough to dive straight into it and really she only had a few broken bones to show for it. He'd be fine! "Most of broom work is in the thighs, remember that."
"But Robbie," she whined, pouting her lip, "We're not actually related so I should get to see your goods!" She was totally fucking with him but he was easy to mess with. It was his own fault.
"You might have but then you just try again. I only ran into one tree that first year and I was asking for it. Stop living like a turtle, come out and see the world or whatever motivational bullshit you want to hear. You're doing fine now." Flying was the reason she was a witch. End of story. That it could be different for anyone else was beyond her.