Theo runs to get in position, and then grabs it out of the air, seemingly much less smoothly than before. What just happened?

Shrug. "Maybe it's a mindset thing?"

Eh. He jogs back over to Sadde, moving weirdly, then continues on towards the field, not noticing anything amiss.

"You're sort of jerking as you move."

"What, like the speed thing?"

"Kinda like you're going fast and slow and normal in turn?"

"What, even now? Is my speech normal?"

He looks a bit worried. It was one thing to think he had a cool new ability, but an uncontrollable one? He shakes his head a bit.

"You're fine now, it was only when you were jogging."

He makes sure no-one's around, then tries jogging around a bit more. This time, his movements seem more fluid than normal, and he's not changing speed weirdly any more.

Sadde reports this.

"At least it's not making me look weird any more."

"Gods you care so much about how you look," he scoffs.

"It's called taking pride in my appearance," he snarks back.

"Oh I'm not saying you shouldn't, you're hot. Now you just need to act like you are no matter what, like me. And, say, ride a pink broomstick."

"Aw, thanks. But no."

Shrug. "I'd look hot even on a pink broomstick."

"I don't think the pink broomstick affects how hot you are."

"Then what's your beef with it?"

"I just... I wouldn't want to fly around on a pink broomstick. It'd be like wearing a frilly pink dress with a tutu to school; I just wouldn't do it."

"...why not? That's a nice mental image to have."

Kero will be over here, slightly uncomfortable by the turn this conversation has taken.

"Really? I'm just not into that."

"Shame. But riding the pink broomstick is still not the same."

"If you say so..."

"You could fly."