Luana had always been the type to judge quickly. And now she was judging, judging hard. Her gaze turned even angrier-- if that was even possible --as she watched the boy chew slowly and deliberately. In her mind, he had done this on purpose. Her quick judgement offered her this: they would likely never get along. And she most surely would never get that cookie back. It didn't matter that the plate still had others, or that he was choosing to apologize. What mattered was that he had taken something that was hers.

Her lips dropped from a scowl to a mildly distressed frown, and she forced herself to take a deep breath or two to regain some of her composure. As a daughter of Athena, she knew it was only right to keep a clear mind in the face of conflict, even if such conflict pertained to something as trivial as chocolate chip cookies. Well, he wasn't a Hermes kid. Good. Maybe he wouldn't take more from her in the future if she chose to stick around in his company for more than a few minutes. The wheels in her head began to turn, her natural curiosity begging her to put together the pieces of whose demigod son this boy really was. Maybe she would find out if she kept the conversation going. Mystery Boy offered her some amusement on the dreary day, whether he knew it or not.

She drew in a heavy sigh. "Looks like you already did. Have some, I mean. I suppose I can be generous enough to share. " Luana settled in the seat across from him, playing with the frayed ends of her sweater. "De nada," she murmured under her breathe, a bit bothered that he hadn't even said 'thank you' for the delicacy. She would say 'you're welcome' regardless.

At his question about the milk, she scoffed. "Oh meu deus!" Oh, my gosh. "You really don't learn, do you? Even if the milk isn't mine, it isn't yours." It was almost funny, how ridiculous the interaction was going. Ever the type to offer solutions, Lu stood from her seat and gestured to the door. "The dining pavilion has all these things, you know."

@ Luca Cassano

Despite the multiple years Luana had spent at Camp Half-Blood, she had never gotten truly accustomed to low temperatures and especially not snow. Even winters in Brazil had been only the slightest bit cooler, with a few bouts of chilly winds to allude to the fact that it was no longer a warmer season. With the weather at Camp being pleasant most of the time too, Luana rarely had any clothes that were appropriate for the biting chill of snowfall. When she'd woken up that morning to see snow out the Athena cabin window, she had let out a displeased sigh. For the better half of the morning, the demigoddess shut herself indoors and stayed bundled up in her bed, leafing through an old book on Ancient Roman architecture. That only distracted her for a few hours, but the chattering of a group of her half-siblings nearby broke her sense of calm. Eager to escape the cabin, Lu found herself tossing on a thick, beige, cable-knit sweater over some baggy jeans. On her way out the door, she snatched the fuzzy earmuffs she left on a table near the entryway, stumbled into a pair of fleece-lined boots, and then wandered out into the white landscape.

The bite of the wintry air hit her face at once, tinging her cheeks with pink and encouraging her to walk as fast as possible through the snow towards the dining pavilion. A pleasant aroma floated around the icy air, warm and inviting. A quick glance around the tables told her what the scent was. Chocolate. While the dryads would usually offer fresh fruit and barbecue, the ones darting around now serving the sparse group of campers outside held plates of chocolate chip cookies. "Hot cocoa, please," she murmured to one of the goblets, smiling as it filled itself up with her drink of choice. Perhaps the snow wouldn't be as terrible as she initially had thought.

That sentiment didn't last long. It took five minutes, tops, for the brunette to shiver. As her teeth began to chatter, she began her trek towards the Big House, taking sips of the hot cocoa to keep herself warm. The journey took double the time it had taken her to get to the pavilion, but the warm air inside the building wrapped around her like a soft embrace. The main room was peaceful as she got there, so she settled down the plate of chocolate chip cookies on a table nearby and decided to enjoy the calm of the space. It was then that she realized she was still carrying the now-empty goblet in her hands. In her hurry to dart towards the door of the Big House again, she hadn't noticed the boy who made his way into the room as well.

She abandoned the empty goblet on some of the patio furniture before returning to the room. "Now that that's taken care of-" Lu froze. Her gaze landed on the boy right as he took one of the cookies from her plate. They narrowed ever so slightly. With a scowl that was more accusatory than intended, she stalked over to him and crossed her arms. Her accent shone through even more than usually as she fought to rein some of her vexation in. "Those were mine. I don't suppose you're a Hermes kid, yeah? Tendency to steal and all that."

@ Luca Cassano

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