"That's me," Thalia replied. She was checking him out too, in a casual sort of way. The hunters had sworn to forsake boys, but nobody had ever said they couldn't look. And Gale was cute enough to warrant a look.
She was nothing but businesslike, however, on the next look over she gave him. He was athletic enough, and there were muscles in his arms, which suggested he could draw a bow.
"Okay, so let's get you a bow so you're not totally unarmed here," she said. "You have a preference for feel?"