by Guest » Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:17 pm
Zoë appeared in the door of the Hephaestus cabin, looking drained. She flopped down next to Will. “I just got out of the forges,” she said, chipper as ever, eyes shining. She sat up and looked at Will, then pushed a hand through his hair. “So. What’ve you been up to? Haven’t seen you in a while.” She observed the pile of blankets dryly. “Cold much?”