"I need a quest." Damian states abruptly.

He's been aware that he was a demigod since he was a boy. Like, a young boy. He was sure his mother was Nemesis. These things were nothing new to him.

However, when his mother lead him to Camp Halfblood, he expected... more.

"I mean, honestly. How do some of these dimwits even get quests? And I don't even get one. One!" Damian huffs, poking at his food. It's good food, yes- reminds him of home.

But he's worried about that quest.