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When Seb was wrapping Declan in his robe as well, he started to protest because he didn't want his friend to be cold as well. But he seemed not to care as much and was already turning around before Declan could hand it back. He frowned, but accepted the added warmth. Sebastian asked what he thought sorting would be like, wondering about that question as well. He asked about fighting a dragon and Declan shivered. The blond hoped that they didn't have to do anything like that. A test was easier and he hoped it was something like that. "Maybe one of those 'what do you see here' tests where they show you the weird splotchy pictures." Declan couldn't remember what those were called, but he'd had to do one as an aptitude test before admission to his previous school. He was still thinking about what Sorting was when another boy walked over to their boat. Declan shrank into the robes, uneasy at the thought of meeting someone else new today. He was asking if it was okay to join their boat, so Declan glanced over at Seb, letting him take the lead on this.

The new boy introduced himself as Lyric and insisted that was his actual name, but that didn't surprise Declan because he'd met others with interesting names before. "H...hello... Lyric," he stammered, this time not because of the cold. He was actually feeling warm now with Seb's robe on him as well. Declan had reverted back to the shy child he'd been when he first met Mrs Nora and when he'd first met Ms Kinzlie and Seb. Lyric said he did know what Sorting was and asked if they wanted to know. Declan glanced at Seb, wondering if his friend wanted to know or be surprised. Truthfully, Declan hated surprised and wanted to know what would happen so he could prepare for it, but if Seb didn't want to know, he wouldn't press Lyric for the answer. He just sheepishly sat there, waiting for the more boisterous of the two of them to answer for him.

When Lyric said the sorting process wasn't hard, and may or may not have been super lame, Seb wondered if he should be disappointed anyway. All they had to do was sit and wait?? What was that supposed to mean? Besides, Seb always struggled with sitting and waiting, without getting antsy. He'd gotten scolded at school many times about the same. Declan spoke up, asking to know what the sorting process was, and Seb offered a small nod. "I'm pretty curious too. Is it... magical? Probably, right?" Honestly, magic was probably the answer, versus some feats of strength or something... Or maybe he just fell asleep watching something odd on tv again.

While discussing Seb's colorful hair, Lyric said it was cool, but if ever he ran out, they could do a charm to color-ize his hair. It was in Lyric's brother's (aha, that's how he knew about sorting!) book, though it may be advanced for their age. "Nifty neat! I'm learning so many spells and we haven't even gone inside yet! But it's a lot of things to remember... so I dunno how good at magic I'll ever be." He shrugged a bit, emerald eyes looking a little sad at the thought. What if he got terrible grades, then they kicked him out? He wasn't very good at school, even though he was supposedly pretty smart. It was just hard to read and write and do maths all while following confusing instructions. Perhaps he'd be better here than at his primary school... They were always dealing with the troublemaker kids....

Llewella sighed softly, watching the waves lazily lap up on shore. So far, she'd been lucky, with everyone splitting off to go to the other boats with the happy, loud kids. Dark eyes glanced out over the lake, wishing to be inside and somewhere quiet. She had no idea what Hogwarts would be like, since her only experience with magical schools were in her brothers discussing their years at Durmstrang. But even then, she wasn't really "supposed" to listen in. Apparently she wasn't worthy enough to even hear about Durmstrang, much less actually go there. Honestly, she was certain had she been invited, her father would've destroyed her invitation and made her find a tutor or something.

Dark eyes looked up when Ella noticed a duo walking over toward her. Oh, great. It was time. One of the girls announced her name was Liv, or Olivia "for long"... but apparently Ella was able to just call her Liv. Joy. She seemed outgoing. Yaaaaaaaay. Ella blinked up at her, not moving to speak, but she did vaguely gesture at the other seats in the boat. "Llewella Eynon. Ella if you can't pronounce." Her voice was soft, nearly overlapped by the chatter around. She dropped her gaze down, a small, nervous shiver running through her.