"You think that's why all the old archers had hair like Fabio?" Van chuckled. "Wind compass."
It was nice to meet another new person. It seemed most of the students there were long time residents and knew the territory. Van figured most of the other new students wouldn't come in until it was closer to the term starting. He was early, but it was better than being stuck back in foster care. He was liking his time here, but would admit that to no one.
"New York, cool. There are a lot of New Yorker snowbirds where I'm from. If I tell you what House, are you going to stop talking to me, Helena?" Van gave a short laugh and leaned on his bow. The last person he told he was in Hydra House had walked off without a word.