When they slipped back into the shadows of the cave Robin wasn't sure what to think. He could tell from the way Sigrid suddenly closed off that she wasn't going to want to talk about it, so he was about to leave when she spoke.

"We need to find out who he is," she said, sitting down at her desk and pulling her laptop out of a drawer. As the laptop logged in she sketched out the part of the symbol they had seen at the base of Blake's neck with a line determining what they had seen from what she was guessing. When she continued the circle and the lines, the one that intersected with the vertical one first went through, before she erased it and made it end where they met.

"The lines," she said, catching Robin's attention, "Do they look like they could be making a K?"

"With the way you've drafted them, yeah."

"Alright." She opened a web browser and googled the description of the symbol she drew.

"Well I don't think he'd brand himself with a Kosher mark." Robin joked when those results popped up. Sigrid huffed in an irritated tone and put the word mythology at the end of her search. The Wikipedia page for astrological symbols was the first thing listed. They both frowned. When she scrolled down to the chart of the planet symbols and their meanings she stopped at the dwarf planet Eris. One of the signs was exactly what Sigrid had drawn. The Apple of Discord.

"Shit." Sigrid muttered under her breath.

"Is that a bad thing?" Robin asked, trying to remember why that name sounded familiar.

"More than likely, yes. The Apple of Discord is the apple Eris, the goddess of strife, threw causing Hera, Athena and Aphrodite to fight and begin the trojan war. It's Eris's symbol. If Blake is a son of her's that would explain why he said we were only related through the greek pantheon, and not literally."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Eris is a daughter of Nyx, who is the goddess of the night. She's just existed the same way Gaia, Uranus and Tartarus did, which means her branch of the family is completely different from mine because the titans came from Gaia and Uranus and the first six gods, including my dad, came from the titans."

"Would that be why Blake isn't allowed on Olympus either?"

"Well, why would they want the kids of the goddess of strife and discord when they don't even want the kids of one of the most organised, hardworking gods in the family?" she asked with bitterness in her voice, and Robin raised his eyebrows at her. She made eye contact with him and they stared at eachother for a while.

"Do you like cinnamon?" she asked suddenly.

"What?"

Sigrid spun around in her chair and opened the bottom drawer of her desk, revealing a large stash of candy and crackers. She pulled her hand from it and placed a hard disk that looked like a peppermint, but pink and red, into the bent elbow of the boy's crossed arms before popping one of her own into her mouth.

"Why do you just have a drawer filled with candy?" Robin asked slowly, watching her type something else into google.

"Hard candy is a focusing stim."

"What's that mean?"

"I have ADHD, stimming as a repetitive motion or action people with developmental or other kinds of disorders use to calm down or just in response to other things their doing. Like thinking," she paused, and Robin unwrapped the candy. "Blake Thompson is a really common name."

He looked at her screen and saw that she had tried to look him up.

"You probably have better means of doing this, right?" she asked, and he nodded.

"What are you looking for?"

"Legal documents, he's probably an orphan or on the run so any records proving that, anything to build a basic profile other than visual."

"Yeah, I think you'll need me to find that information."

The door opened, and they both jumped, Sigrid banged her knee on the edge of her desk and swore.

"And what kind of secret investigation are you two doing at a quarter to almost one in the morning?" Batman asked, arms crossed and eyes thinned to a glare.

"Demigod business," Sigrid stated, unperturbed.

"What happened?"

"You broke your computer and Robin freaked out when you didn't call so I took him to Gotham and we followed the tracer. When we got to it an adult demigod named Blake Thompson who we've figured out to be a son of Eris was waiting for me and had clearly set it up as a 'trap' or something. He offered partnership on the basis that we are both demigods who aren't allowed refuge in Olympus. He didn't feel trustworthy, so I denied him."

"I told Robin to stay in the cave."

"I know."

"So you helped him disobey direct orders?" the man asked, fixing his ward with his glare.
"I helped him check to make sure his adult wasn't in the middle of the street dying or dead because he wasn't there to watch his back," Sigrid corrected icily, and the glare focused on her again.

"What you did was reckless and unnecessary, and it will not happen again."

"Going into Gotham with so many people who would have no trouble killing you without some form of backup was reckless and unnecessary," she countered, her refusal to back down beginning to frustrate the bat.

"You are not to do anything like this ever again Sigrid, do you understand?"

"Yes." she replied, not a hint of shame or regret in her voice.

"I will be speaking to Wonder Woman about this," he said, before leaving the room. Robin took that as his queue to leave. Before he walked through the doorway he turned.

"Sorry I got you in trouble with this."

"It's not your wrong. I was the one who decided to help you to begin with."

He frowned, still feeling guilty, but quietly went to bed anyway.

That morning was interesting with everyone rushing around to school. People pulling on shirts while they ran to eat breakfast as fast as possible in order to cram in some last minute studying, Wolf and Sphere making obstacles of themselves, Zatanna hit Conner in the face with a levitating textbook that was flying after her, it was over all chaos. In that chaos Sigrid came out of her room, bags under her eyes, but otherwise looking presentable. She wore an earthy brown loose tunic style top that had eyelet lace around the neck and flowing sleeves in turquoise thread. The normally silver studs in her ears were changed out for gold ones, the only other jewelry she wore were her parent's rings on her fingers, and her ax around her neck. Her hair was in an unrestrained cloud, wider than her shoulders and down to her waist, the only other tell apart from her eyes that she had slept little. That's how she looked as her housemates rushed around her, saying 'good mornings' and 'goodbyes' until she was the only one left. That's how Diana found her, sitting in the kitchen, eating lunchmeat and cheese on toast for breakfast with a nearly gone cup of coffee. She had a notebook in front of her, and headphones over her ears. As Diana approached her she typed something into her phone and scribbled what came up into the notebook before pausing what she was listening to and taking off the headphones. They exchanged greetings as the woman sat down.

"I'd like to talk to you about something that Batman informed me happened."

"And what's that?" Sigrid asked, pretending to feign ignorance when she was actually wondering which of the two midnight escapades her cousin had been told about, unaware that Wonder Woman knew of both.

"The little adventure you had last night with Robin," Diana said sternly.

"Ah, that."

"Yes. I wanted to make sure that you understood what you did wrong."

"I helped a friend make sure the closest person he has to a family member was safe. While my way of doing it is understandably… unapproved, I do not regret doing it."

"Do you understand that you are not to do it again?"

"Yes." As if that means it won't happen again anyway she thought, but didn't say.

"Good. Now, tell me about this son of Eris you met."

"His name was Blake and he wanted to team up. He had a scar that branched like lightning down his left arm, and a brand of the symbol for the apple of discord at the base of his neck, which is how Robin and I came to the conclusion, that he was a son of Eris. He didn't seem trustworthy, so I said no."

"That was probably a wise decision." Diana paused, unsure where to go with the conversation since what she came to talk about ended until her eyes fell on the spiral bound notebook. "What were you doing?"

"Learning more English."

"How?"

"I listen to books and look up the words I don't recognise, and I write them all in this with what they mean and words in my other languages that mean the same thing."

"That's an interesting way to learn."

Sigrid merely nodded.

"Are you enjoying it here?"

"Mhm."

"I'm glad. Well," Diana said, standing from the stool, "If you come to need anything, talk to me, alright?"

"Alright."

Recognised, Wonder Woman 03.

Sigrid put her headphones back on.