<div align="center"><em>Abigale - Helping Dante and Flora, while wanting to go to bed...</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>Things settled down fairly quickly and Abby was ready to head off to bed. Today had been long and she just wanted to curl up in her bunk. Abigale loved Camp Half-Blood. It had been her home for so long and even though she was a bit burned out on being a cabin leader, she still loved it here. The smell of strawberries never got old. It felt even better to be back after leaving for so long. It had been so long since she'd left for more than a month that being gone for two full seasons had been difficult. As great as it was to be gone, it felt nice to be back...still...she kind of looked forward to the end of the summer already. At school she hadn't had to deal with young children with swords or shooting arrows at each other. Nor had she had to mend battle wounds or wonder who would come stumbling into her dorm having been poisoned by a manticore or bitten by a metal bird. It had been relaxing. Even the few weeks she helped her father out at his New York delivery center had been rather nice, though fast paced.<br/><br/>Lucius helped out a bit before leaving and she was ready to do the same till Dante came over. He explained that he was looking for someone named 'Amelia Wicknor' and that he and the girl named Flora were in need of some help and were new to the camp. Dante looked a bit old to be a newbie to camp, but he wouldn't be the first to make it to his twenties before ending up here. He had a rather...commanding...presence. Something she normally only felt around children of the Big Three and sometimes the children of Ares, "Amelia Wicknor? I don't think..." it took her a minute to understand who he was looking for, "Sorry, I'm Abigale Norwick, Daughter of Hermes. Mr. D has a tendency to..." she wanted to say<em>to be a jackass</em>, but she wasn't about to bring the wrath of him down on herself, "...to mispronounce names. He calls me Amelia all the time. You'd think after six years he would get it right, but he hates us all, so I don't think he'll ever get it right."<br/><br/>"Anyway, you said her name was Flora," she gave the girl a small wave. Flora looked about her age, "What's your name? Do either of you know who your parent is? You'd probably only know if they have revealed themselves to you at some point or if your mortal parent knew who they were," her own mother had known that Hermes was her father, but had never told her. Instead, Abigale had to wait till she nearly ended up in jail for him to show up and tell her himself, "If you don't know, then you'll have to stay in my cabin. Cabin Eleven. It's a big crowded, but we always manage to make room. Why don't we all head towards the cabin and you can ask me any questions you might have," she smiled lightly as she motioned towards the cabin area.