Alfred watched the broomstick quietly for a moment, then flicked his gaze up to Arthur's face, and well...he couldn't help but to smile himself, just a bit. Arthur looked so nice when he was smiling. His brow relaxed and his eyes looked kinder. He just...looked younger. More his age.

"Sometimes I wish she'd quit trying to be coy with me. I don't really fancy her," he said offhandedly. "I did take her on a bit of an outing at camp, but I was just bein' nice."

Not like I fancy you.

Except he wasn't going to say that. Instead, he reached out to prod the model, making it jolt out of it's flight path, but it corrected itself easily.

"Want it?"