Tim looked at his camera. He wasn’t paying much attention to the people around him in the mess hall. He usually wasn’t interested in what other people had to say in general. He was one of the sons of Athena goddess of wisdom and that other stuff. He then puts his camera down running his fingers through his black hair. He looks up, noticing you. You were staring at him. So now his blue eyes stared at you. “…did you want something?” he said coldly. I mean you were staring at him, there has to be a reason?