<div align="center">(http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e99/pixiechanicons/jessicastam/099.png)</div><br/>She still couldn't get used to people throwing around terms like "son of Zeus" and such. She raised her eyebrows and chuckled at the way Phil spoke of them.<br/><br/>"Not crazy about him, I gather?"<br/><br/>She seemed to feel more at ease after the kiss, almost as if any form of physical affection was like a drug to her. She would have tried to do it again, but if he could resist, then so could she. Looking over at the entrance, she heard him say that she'd have to go to the mess hall with her group. She nodded and sighed.<br/><br/>"Then I guess I should head back to the Hermes cabin?"<br/><br/>So far, Phil was the only friend she had in this place, and she didn't exactly want to leave him, but she knew she was being silly. She had never been scared of people before, why was she suddenly shy? Smiling, she stood up straighter and leaned over to kiss his cheek, letting her lips linger a bit before pulling back and speaking softly.<br/><br/>"Thank you for helping me lighten up."