nikolas vaisey doesn't need a broom to fly (besserwisser) wrote in wished,
Nikolas laughed. "Exactly. I don't want to have to go easy on you for the sake of polite conversation," he teased. "Here, come on down."
Tipping the Skybrush downward at a slight angle, Nikolas began his descent to the grass. The noise of the wind was too much to talk over at length. That, and up in the air they were much more likely to catch the eye of unwelcome guests. Who, at the moment, meant anyone but himself and Millicent.