Fair enough. I suppose I don't often think of it that way since I was in school for nearly a year after I realized I was a demigod before I came to camp. [She notices it glinting in the corner of her eye, and she looks down.]
...erm. Sorry, is that yours? [She might be bending at the waist to get a closer look.]
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...erm. Sorry, is that yours? [She might be bending at the waist to get a closer look.]