"From what I know of Greek myths," which wasn't that much, but it was enough, "They don't take kindly to criticism, even if you word it very nicely." She did have a bit of respect, he didn't hesitate on that at all. She was sure she could say that to another camper, but probably not to one of the Gods themselves. She was ballsy, not suicidal.

"So... anything important to know about this place that was left off the tour? Where the booze is hidden? Places campers sneak off for some alone time? Any actual good things about this place?" Sasha needed to play a little nice if she was going to get home. What she'd need with her to cross that border and make her way back to California. "I'm Sasha, by the way."