In Which Zachary Broods<br/><hr/><br/>Libby's exaggerated comments and pantomiming of Zachary's calling of the earthquake made his cheeks burn red and the awkwardness he had been plagued with earlier returned.  Libby had meant it all in jest, as a compliment even, but Zachary was an incredibly insecure person and he felt as though he was being mocked.  Shrugging heavily, he stuck his hands into the pockets of his jeans as they continued down the path and back towards camp.<br/><br/>"I guess it was like that.  I just did what felt right at the moment."<br/><br/>His tone was darkening, his mode changing obviously for the worse. Now that the bloodlust was over and they were exhausted from their battle with the manticores, Zachary just wanted to head back to his cabin and get some well-deserved rest.  A part of him wanted to stay with his friends and celebrate their victory over such odds but Terry's comment had struck a nerve.<br/><br/>His father had to have been the one who summoned the earth quake but it was the only whisper of attention he had had from his divine parent in months.  Destruction seemed to be his first priority, not visiting one of his few sons.<br/><br/>The dark blonde demi-god was silent the rest of the way to camp, his heart troubled and his mind flirting with his own self pity and the thoughts it brought.<br/><br/>