 Yay, Hamlet! • Cathopper • Disney Fanatic • I was normal once...
Flynn tilted his head to the side as he looked up at the image on the wall, wondering why anyone would do that. He did not necessarily have a problem with blood, but what was the reason behind the hawk? He was more curious than anything. Glancing over at the boy who joined him (Ronan), he nodded at what he said in response to the open question.
Hmmmmmm.
He did notice that you moved behind him, Emmeline; however, he didn't mention it. If she thought he would protect her if something happened, well.... someone was going to be surprised with the outcome. Whether it was Emmeline or Flynn. "Just because it's real blood doesn't mean -" He stopped talking, moving his attention away from Hirsch, because he knew if he continued, he could possibly be labeled as a suspect. At the rate he was going this year, it would not surprise him if people started pointing their fingers at him.
It wasn't him; he did nothing.
He moved to the side when he felt a hand on his shoulder, which belonged to the Headmistress, who was quick to tell them to go back to their dorm. Of course, no surprise there.
His eyes darted to Olivia when he heard her voice. Should he go...? He kind of wanted to see what was going to happen.
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