Will smiled his usual soft, gentle smile, enjoying the feeling of the grass on his skin. " Gods have terrific imaginations. Probably because their brains are so much larger than ours." He had heard all about it during one of Apollo's tiffs while he was adjusting to his mortal body. Something about mortals having brains the size of tea cups. Gee. Thanks Dad.

"So, how are you getting used to everything here? School, huh?"Solace looked like someone walking on board the Titanic, while knowing exactly what was going to happen. School was going to be a doomed death march. Especially since he was a year rounder at Camp. It wouldn't end well. It never did.