"All right then," Al agreed, slightly more accepting of the lump. Perhaps it had less potential for evil than what one would logically expect from a second copy of a person.
"Not quite my top speed," Al admitted, peering at the Lumos-led flock of broom riders ahead of them, heading for the lit pair of towers. "I could have kept up if I tried, I suppose. But there is less chance of wrecking into someone this way. Easier to let them fly ahead."