After a previous run in with the vines, Evan did not need to be told twice about being in the air away from them. Never before had he mounted his broom and gotten himself in the air so quickly after arrival to Flying. But he was not risking more awkward close encounters by the pesky plants, which were slowly starting to lose the charm he'd previously held for them. It was time they gave the school backs, the weeds that they were.

He managed to get himself over to where he was hovering by Ash and Bella, before offering a greeting. "Morning, Professor. Morning Ash, Bella." Was it a good day to fly? He supposed so, as it seemed the safest place with the grounds and castle overrun. Though on the other hand... knowing they could move now, rather quickly, he was concerned just what their limit was. Evan really hoped to not find out.