Not so much that she had been spooked, but she would have hated to have tripped over her friend in surprise. Nevertheless, Nadia accepted the apology aimed at both of them, nodding in understanding towards the explanation for her behavior. Yes, the sky was rather clear and gaze worthy, the sixth year slipping down the tree trunk to sit down on the ground to share the best of both worlds. Tree, sky and ground. “True there…” she agreed as Emma equated being of things that might be in the tall grass to being aware of your surroundings in quidditch to avoid those pesky bludgers.

“I’d appreciate that…” Nadia always liked having people she knew in the stands, not so she could show off, but so that she could share something she enjoyed with the people she cared about. Kind of like how she had been reminded in Muggle Studies that both playing in and watching a sporting match can be entertaining. As for advice on how to deal with her nerves, she listened intently to see what she could use. “I felt way too excited to worry about anything. I wanted it so bad I couldn’t think of doing horrible and not making the team.” The butterflies had been energetic but not make one sick to your stomach in a knot of nerves energy.

"Yeah, I’m my own worst enemy now apparently.” She just needed to repeat it like before. Care just enough on her space and the movements of others, but not care how others were doing. And surely it wouldn’t be so tough this time around.