Nodding in agreement, Sloane gave a little twirl in the falling snow and took a deep breath of cold, refreshing air. This was exactly what she'd needed. The Great Hall was part of the allure of the snow at Hogwarts.

"Sure," She chuckled watching him and started in that direction, always having to walk twice as fast as her friends, thanks to her short legs. "Thanks for getting me out." She said without looking at him, instead keeping her eyes on their destination and how the sinking sun reflected off the dark waters of the lake itself. "You'd think think it would get easier, but it doesn't." Fortunately she didn't have to explain what she meant, knowing Hatch already knew too. It wasn't like Sloane had even had her twin for a long time in her life. They had been infants when he'd passed away, she had no memories of him to speak of, but still felt like something was missing sometimes. It had to be because she and Sawyer had come into the world at the same time, shared a womb for nine whole months, but saying it aloud still felt weird. It didn't make sense, but it didn't change how she felt either.

At least she had good friends to help fil the void; Sloane honestly didn't know what she would do without them.