#psioniccrown

After the ending of the thunder dome, most of the demigods seemed to curl up in their cabins to recover after what felt like a hefty and intense fight with those xenomorphs. Grabbing a quick shower to wash the battle off him, he changed into something comfortable. Maybe he'd go check on the horses, though he realized how hungry he was after the fight. With nothing in the Poseidon cabins kitchen, he figured he could maybe find something in the kitchens.

There were a few nymphs or satyrs walking by, but most of the demigods were nowhere to be found. Odd but he didn't mind it. Lochlan liked his peace and quiet, the thunder dome had been overwhelming with how many monsters and demigods were everywhere.

He'd just started to rummage through the cabinets when he heard a familiar voice behind him. "Hello, Kovi." he said as he grabbed a banana that had been perched on the countertop. "How are you holding up from the fight?" he turned around, resting against the counter. "Are you hungry? I was looking for food."

Gus at least comes bearing the gift of pastries. Croissants, sure, but fresh out the oven and offered with an outstretched hand in a bag before he even opens his mouth. Because, well, food was absolutely the best way he knew to a man's heart, or more so in this scenario to avoid any immediately awkward engagement considering the results of training.

"I wanted to make sure you knew I'm not holding anything against you for the whole. Mind fuck situation." As much as he'd made it very clear in text, it seemed like something somebody might keep thinking over, and he did not want to add to whatever had fuelled that attack in the first place.