You got injured badly, and you knew it. It was a leg injury that you got during a fight with Clairsse la Rue during a game a capture the flag.

And Silena sat not even three feet away, her curled raven hair that was pulled back by a yellow scrunchie flew around in the wind. She was finishing up her makeup as the sounds of campers trying to basically kill one another roared in the background.

Every few minutes her sapphire eyes would look up from her mirror briefly to make contact with you.

“Are we going to keep staring in silence?”