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Quinn thought to herself that Alois and Malo were quite weird names, in her opinion, but she also thought that they were pretty unique. She couldn't help but smile just a little bit when Alois asked if he introduced himself already, but didn't say anything. She felt rude sitting down as they were standing up, so she stood up, holding her journal tight to her chest. Her petite figure made her feel very small compared to both of them, which made her reply to Malo in a quiet voice. "Khione. My Mom is Khione." She glanced over at Alois as he told them who his mother was and gave him a strange look at first, but then nodded in understanding after he explained who she was. Greek mythology was still unfamiliar to her, which was quite embarrassing to her in her opinion, although Alois's god parent did not sound like a usual one that everyone would know. The shy girl studied the two boys discreetly and held the journal closer to her chest as she spotted them trying to peer at it.

Can't they just mind their own business? she thought helplessly to herself. Quinn felt a little intimidated by both if them- especially Malo, yet she didn't really know why. Malo looked weirdly familiar to her though, as if she has seen him in a magazine or newspaper or something. Quinn tried to figure out the reason behind her intimidation. Maybe because they were a bit older than her? Or because they are trying to sneak a peek at her thoughts and personal feelings? As Quinn was about to put her journal away, she heard Alois mention that disastrous cover of her journal.

Shocked, Quinn stared at Alois. Her eyes widening, she felt her cheeks get hot and looked as if she were about to cry. She was sensitive to many things, which was her biggest flaw, and especially became sensitive to embarrassment. She swiftly turned her journal the other way where the cover was hiding on her chest and told Alois in a quavering voice, "I didn't do it. It was my brother...he thought it would be funny to draw that..stuff all over my journal. So yes, I know that its there and its not interesting..its-its just rude." She told him in a bitter tone, which surprised her very much. She didn't mean for her words to come out that way, but she didn't feel sorry about it. Quinn was ready to just tear out the stupid cover and throw it away for good.

Quinn nodded her head silently in reply to Malo's question, making no eye contact with either of the two boys. Instead, her head was down and she was staring at the ground, mentally counting the number of sand rocks while listening to them. She thought that if she were to just say nothing, they would probably leave her alone. Regretting her previous actions of conversing with them, she shifted around uncomfortably. It dawned on her how different the two boys seemed to be, personality wise. Alois came off as a soft-hearted guy, judging by the tone of is voice as he spoke, and seemed pretty harmless to her. Malo, on the other hand, made her feel slightly uncomfortable and Quinn felt that there was something about him that wasn't right. She realized how foolish and judgmental her thoughts were and pushed them away from her mind. It was obvious to know that the two boys were seemingly brought up by a higher class than she was, which made her want to be quiet even more. On the bright side, Quinn thought of the two boys as somewhat good looking although she would never want to actually date them. They seemed way out of her league and she probably seemed the same way to them as well.

As Quinn was finally succeeding in ignoring them and preventing herself from bursting into tears, she heard Malo comment on her journal. "At least I can tell that those are boobs." Quinn's thoughts stopped in their track, her counting of sand rocks lost as as she hit 78. Did he seriously just say that? She looked up quickly to meet Malo's eyes and a smile seemed to creep on her lips as she tried not to laugh. No, she didn't want to break character, she was doing so good so far! Quinn quickly coughed to erase the smile and looked at Malo with a serious face, her lips pursed. "That's not funny." She told him, her quiet countenance gone. "What would you do if someone drew boobs on your more prized possession?" Quinn had mixed emotions about his response. She didn't know whether to laugh or be angry that he could compliment her own brother on his genitalia drawing skills. Either way, she kept a straight face, and played it cool.

The way Malo talked annoyed Quinn to the bone. He seemed confident in his words and didn't seem to mind how his words affected her. Although Quinn found what he said to be quite hilarious, she still didn't give him the satisfaction of his comeback and shook her head momentarily after he spoke. "You don't know how important this notebook is to me," She had now stuck it hastily back into her bag. The notebook was given to her on her 6th birthday. It formerly had a Hello Kitty cover but she had quickly hot-glued a regular floral cover over it once she had turned 12. The beginning pages contained of scrawly, chicken-scratch handwriting and Spaghetti-Os stains, however as she began to fall in love with writing, it became much neater and more personal as her life went on. Quinn didn't know how important the violin was to Malo like her notebook was to her own self, but if he had already chosen a gender for his instrument, it most likely had some importance in his life. "I imagine you play the violin in concerts? What would people say if they saw those...vulgar images on it?"Her voice was becoming gradually bolder than it had been before and this surprised Quinn just a bit. She wasn't shy once it came to talking about her notebook however this was a different situation that she didn't think would be on the subject of her personal writings. She eyed him carefully, waiting for his response. Quinn didn't want to admit it, but she was actually somewhat entertained by the conversation going on between the two. Although it was something that she would of never thought of herself even bringing up, it was nice to kinda get it off her chest.

Quinn dug her toes into the sand and wondered who Malo's god parent was. She had already told him hers, but she never had the chance to ask about his. She was definitely not planning on asking him straight up since it would seem that she wants to actually strike up a friendly conversation with him, which she absolutely did not want to do. It would be a weird transition from talking about human genitalia to 'So who is your god parent?' Her curiosity still took over her and she began to guess who his god parent could be as she awaited for his reply. Apollo? Dionysus? A god or goddess I have most likely never heard of? It surprised her how many Greek gods and goddesses she didn't know of before she had arrived at camp. She wouldn't be surprised if his god parent were to be someone that she had no clue about. The daughter of Khione did not even know who her own mother was until she was thankfully claimed. This embarrassed her quite a bit and she avoided Greek Gods questions at all cost.