The girl turned, her hair shining almost gold in the moonlight.  Her eyes looked at the young man questioningly, as if expecting he's playing a trick o her.  "Harpies?  What are those? Some sort of wild animal?"  She glanced around nervously, as if expecting something to dart out from the underbrush after the pile of food.<br/><br/>Not seeing anything swarm the broken plate, she looked at Riley once more.  But the older boy had started walking back towards the building.  Looking nervously at the mess once more, she quickly followed after him.  Whatever a harpy is, it didn't sound pleasant.<br/><br/>Managing to catch up with him just outside the mess hall entrance, she murmured "You... you really don't have to get me anything.  I wasn't really hungry anyways."  She didn't mention that her lack of appetite was due to her being so overwhelmed by everything.  Then a thought struck her.  He seemed to know what was going on here.  Maybe he could explain it to her.  "I'd rather know what this place is.  Is it a drug rehab camp or something?"  Immediately she regretted her words.  Now if that wasn't what the camp was for, she'd sound like a druggy.  Wonderful!