Exhibit Number One
The time Reyna freaked everyone out by showcasing just how much she knew her camp, and it's campers.
It was lunch time, which meant the mess hall was loud and noisy, with legionnaires who were still teenagers so could you really blame them?
Reyna was sitting with the Fifth Cohort because, even if she was praetor, she wasn't snobby and besides Jason was there so were you really going to judge her?
Gwen said something about Dakota, and everyone laughed, while everyone but Gwen and Dakota shot each other looks like, "They are so in love." The aforementioned look lasted a bit too long between Jason and Reyna and the remaining legionnaires gave each other a "How in Bellona's name can two people be so oblivious?!" look. Gwen and Dakota took part in this look, noticing the gaze between the two praetors, and everyone else-
Suffice to say, there were a lot of looks.
Conversation -verbal and mental- ended when four campers, Michael Kahale from the First Cohort, Julia Gomez from the Second, and Georgiana and Lucas Forester from the Third arrived.
Michael was about to open his mouth when Reyna -without even looking at him- cut him off with a curt: "The Senate meeting will be from three to five."
He started, then nodded, then opened his mouth again. Reyna, somehow sensing this, said-
"First can take archery first session tomorrow."
Michael nodded, turned away, then turned back, a look on his face like, "Wait that just happened?"
Reyna rolled her eyes -which were, by the way, fixed on Jason- like, "Can you believe this guy?"
Believe Michael? Jason couldn't believe Reyna.
"Julia, tell whoever's causing trouble to come to the Principia at one thirty. Lucas, I do not care what your sister has done to annoy you this time. Georgiana, I don't care what he did in retaliation. You both most likely deserved it." She sighed, and turned back down to her plate. After a while, she looked back up, and finally turned around.
"Why are you still here?"
Michael, Julia, Georgiana, Lucas, and just about everyone at the Fifth Cohort table were still staring at her when Reyna turned back to her plate.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer," she snarked, dryly, finally looking up at everyone.
"How… How do you do that?" Jason asked, his eyes wide.
Reyna only shrugged, her eyes betraying nothing. "I know my people, Grace."
She did indeed. (Too bad they didn't know her.)