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Ernst, on the other hand, was restless. It'd been a couple weeks since that encounter in his office, and it was weird to not be working. He still had his laptop and his phone, and could still send e-mailed yeses and nos and hm, the tone's not quite right. But he wasn't there. Instead he was here, and while it was very lovely, it was not what he thought he'd wanted.

For one thing, he'd expected more connections. He wasn't sure what exactly he'd been expecting but the reality was that there were twelve cabins, which meant members of the Dionysus cabin were vastly outnumbered. And a lot of them weren't even in the same field that Ernst was. There was opportunity to make connections with people who were extremely talented, and he'd enjoyed that, but the focus of the camp didn't seem to be filmmaking classes. He'd told his employees and his family that he was taking an opportunity that could not be missed. A filmmaker's retreat. No, he'd be fine. Sure, he might appreciate the vacation. A laugh. But there wasn't much filmmaking to do here. Instead there was combat practice, and dummies to fight against, and communal meals, and a roommate, like he was in university all over again.

At least the setting was nice, he thought. He wasn't much of one for peaceful retreat, but he had to admit that the cold air meant he was never short when it came to sources of inspiration. Everyone else seemed to be much more busy getting to work, learning how to use weapons, though. It was rare that he saw someone else idling.

Like that tiny blond Asian woman over there. Oh, sure, maybe she wasn't idling - she was doing some sort of thing, brows furrowed, and Ernst watched her stand and slip her phone into her pocket before he decided to introduce himself. He ambled over, affecting a cool smile, but not really caring about whether she heard the approach. If she did look up she'd see a tall, dark-skinned man sporting florals and lush pink hair, freshly dyed in honor of his retreat. "You look conflicted," he said, raising his dark eyebrows. "Not a spy, are you?" he added with a grin. She'd been taking photos of something, right?