Wait, brooms can smell fear? Jace spared Olivia a glance, then gave his older brother's broom a good look. Jakub had told him things about riding the broom, but since he wasn't as gung ho as his brother about flying and Quidditch, it was safe to say that he'd half-listened to what Jakub said. Maybe he did mention that it can smell fear?

Jace wished he was as natural in flying as his brother, however...he can't have it all, can he? He was content at being a fast learner...and feet always on the groundthankyouverymucho.

Hand darting upwards in the air, Jace waited for his turn to answer. "Relax and find our center of gravity, professor." Because no one would want to fall off after kicking the ground hard. Although he couldn't remember if Jakub had mentioned it, Jace was sure about what he said since he'd been observing...and pretty much watch his older brother show off fly in a confident manner all the damn time.

Absent-mindedly, he stroked the Japanese characters carved on the handle with his thumb as his thoughts wandered to his brother. Jace suddenly felt homesick and wished he was on board the train again to see his family. For now though, he made himself content with Jakub's name engraved on the handle just below the word 'Yajirushi'. He knew his brother would be with him in spirit given that he knew about this class.