At least he tried. It was obvious to anyone who spent any time looking at the situation that Callie was very uncomfortable in the Greek camp, even outside her clashes with most of the campers. Ven understood that; it was smaller, more confined, and somehow less structured all at the same time. And while he was fine rolling with the punches and adapting to wherever he landed, Callie had gone through one too many punches to like how that sort of scenario turned out.

"It's gonna get warmer soon - do you want help with that when you're ready to build again?" It was the least he could do, was offer to help. She had to like the idea at least somewhat if she'd started it on her own initiative, so despite her other statement, there was still some value in it. "I haven't either - I was always sharing with another kid in the foster homes, and then with twenty other kids in the legion. But it's nice to just have a place where no one will bother you or even see you if you don't want them to."