First of all, Jace doesn't like flying. He had the same fear exactly two years ago when his papa forced him to join the Quidditch Summer Camp, but found it rewarding nonetheless. Hoping to learn more from a professor, the Ravenclaw made his way down to the meeting place as calmly as possible. He was neither scared or excited...just, curious.

As he got to the field, the first year inclined his head towards the woman and gave her a warm smile. "Good day, Professor Tanner." Jace tightened his scarf around his neck, and tried to ignore the cold breeze. It was a good thing he came in layers that day. He knew he'd be freezing up in the air...that is if he can still remember how to get off the ground.

Wait...is that Torrance? Jace slowly grinned at the sight of him and stood right next to the Gryffindor. "Nice to see you here, Torrance." he was honestly relieved to see another boy he's familiar with in the area.