Taking a deep breath he walked up to the broom that Oliver had just mounted. He gripped the man's shoulders as he lifted on leg over the broomstick and got himself settled as comfortably as he could manage. He moved his hands from Oliver's shoulders to around his waist, feeling that he needed something to hold onto to. Oliver was safe and secure.
"Alright, I'm ready." He looked down at his feet. He mentally said goodbye to the ground, hoping that he was reunited with it again safely.