<div align="center">Riley and Thea Grab a Bite</div><hr/>As they stood at the main entrance of the mess, Riley heard her question over the chatter of the busy pavilion. A quick turn towards her revealed an amused boy with a raised eyebrow, wondering very much if she was pulling his leg. Then he really looked at her. In the torchlight, she could probably notice his eyes are a strange shade of hazel, almost like there was a smokiness to them. No…she definitely wasn’t kidding. “No, this isn’t a rehab camp…look, I’ll tell you what I know, but first you have to get something else to eat” He walked down the aisle, figuring she’d follow him.<br/><br/>Grabbing a plate, he pointed at certain things, waiting on her to nod yes and shake no. Piling it up as he talked “Listen. This place is called Camp Half-Blood, in case you didn’t see it by now” He turned to her to show his navy blue shirt with white letters showing the camp name and continued on “You’re here, because one way or another, you’re a Greek god’s kid.” He stopped and looked at her with a small grin “Don’t freak out, okay? It’s going to take some getting used to”<br/><br/>He continued on down the line to get her a cup, making sure this time that she was right next to him. He should have waited to tell her about things earlier, and figured she must have missed out on seeing the Satyrs or Chiron. “We can talk about it, eh? Let’s just go where you were originally planning to go to eat…of course the only place past where I was were the docks. Was that it?” he paused by the fire and held out her plate for her “Before you answer, one quick thing…you’re going to need to throw some of your food in the fire. Not much, but it has to be amongst the best here. It’s a tradition to honor those that have given us life…” He stared a little silently at the fire for a few seconds before blinking out of it. He gave her an apologetic smile and urged her on “Just give them a thanks, for now. Doesn’t have to be complicated.”<br/><br/>