[Gosh, no, why the pauses. Listen to Shia, Merlin, just do it! Jack is about to tease him more but then, bam! Gold eyes and swirls of air. An approving nod followed by laughter as they are pulled up - which obviously doesn't bother Jack at all.]

Not bad! Not bad at all. What do you think, Wind? [A new, stronger breeze joins them, helping Merlin's to get them out of there. The wind is approving too, if that can be a thing.] Maybe next time we start a race in the sky you can join us, oh great mage of the trash.

[Just teasing! ...probably.]