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Shanners 
And then it happened all over again. The first year was about to make his way back across the bridge when he came into full view of someone making a point to watch him. His blonde head tilted to the side, and he thought specifically about if he was making a fool of himself. No, no. His deductions came to the conclusion that it was none of this persons business -- or maybe that was Calliope's impact on him. She was very headstrong, opinionated and outspoken. Rooney wasn't entirely sure if she was Ravenclaw material, but he didn't dare question her morals or the sorting hat.
"I could teach you if you'd like. It isn't hard."
He'd obviously observed enough to have picked it up. Rooney tried not to look confused or upset that he was a show monkey, and just pretended that he was on stage and this was a paying audience. There to support him. Not to mock him.
Little kid had noticed him.
Now little kid was watching him watching him.
Not that Dalton really had any right to be referring to the boy as 'little kid'. For all he knew, for all the attention he paid, this boy was older than him. But still, unless they were obviously a lot older than he was, he was going to continue to think of them in such a way.
And little kid could deal with it. Raising an eyebrow slightly as he locked eyes with the boy, Dalton almost chuckled - almost. A smirk did rise to his lips, though, as he considered the offer.
"Alright, then."