Offers a half-formed smile and waves to Lethe.

—gulps. She's panicking. Should she...uh, leave? Should she bow? Wave? Just disappear into the earth?

Oh. Oh, Nindi was not expecting that. She's...she's ready if...if the Lady Pasithea doesn't, uh, hate her.

Gapes wide, shaking her head gently. Hate her? No, not at all, ma'am! She just...didn't wish to offend.

Well...not personally offending her, but...just by the virtue of her being. But she's probably just being stupid. She's gotta stop paying attention to the campers, clearly. Inhales. “...hello, Lady Pasithea.” Exhales. x.com/thegracings/st…

She couldn't ask for that from her. Though, she is grateful for the warm greeting, even if she doesn't exactly know what to do with herself. “I'm doing fine—well, ma'am. Thank you,” Nindi returns as politely as possible, mustering up a gentle smile. x.com/thegracings/st…

UH.

Did. Anyone else get that?

SHE'S HAULING ASS. x.com/gentlerests/st…

Poor boy.

Is it a hiding night? It feels like a hiding night.

...but. Hiding.

H i d i n g. In a tent. in the WOODS! Clovis should come with her.

UHM. Yeah, definitely a hiding night. And destroying her eardrums so she may never have to hear thAT AGAIN.

But so are the wood nymphs! They can bring the Iris cabin along, too. So, is he gonna come along?

Well, yeah, it's normal for them. Sure. But Nindi has a mom.

Itchy? No, they'll take the tents! And some anti-itch ointment.

She'll bring hers, too! Does he want to ask the Iris cabin...?

She's not even going to try hiding the beam on her face. That would be lovely. If he's sure, though.

All her time is his!