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Shanners He hadn't yet found everything in this school that he had wanted to, and when taking an explorative walk on the staircases, Rooney had heard someone mention something about butterflies in a garden. And so he had gone to his classes and then hurried outside in hunt of these marvellous sights. He'd been directly all over and ended up at the black lake, which was not where he wanted to go because he had only came up with another fifteen qestions about it's existence and if there was a terrible smell if you lurked near it long enough. Well, something like that anyway. Too many questions, most definitely.
Once there, the Ravenclaw whispered a hello in French to the first that approached him and smiled wide. Wow.. The colours.
He reached into his back pocket for his notebook and some form of ink to write down all of the questions he had at this present moment about their life cycle and colours and if there was any research into the environments. Oh, the colours. He had noticed that a butterfly had almost set itself on a girls hand, but ultimately chosen to fly away again and he really felt for his fellow blonde. Quietly, so as not to let her know he was directly here, Rooney assisted one of the butterflies onto his finger before crouching beside her. "I think this one might like to rest on your hand, Miss."
Oh? Oh! Izzy turned her head to look at the boy and a smile graced her face at the sight of the butterfly on his finger.
"Oh, are you not the sweetest." she put her hand out for the butterfly as she looked at the kid.
"Thank you very much." she lovvved this more than the kid knew.
"I am.. Iselin." her Norwegian accent was thick in her words but she was trying her hardest to be understood.
"You like the butterflies?" She sure did. they were probably her favorite ever.
"The colors are so pretty, yea?" She tucked her hair behind her ear as she waited him to transfer the delicate creature.