It's only been days since her adopted parents brought her here, Minjeong couldn't tell if she is enjoying or she is suffering as she had a hard time to interact with anyone-- but she tried to talk once with the sons of Hephaestus but only for a moment. She looked at the monuments of memorial circle, she drew out her sketch pad and her pencil and starts to draw the view while sitting on a bench alone then her friend centipede slithers out of sleeves, "Shh, not now. I'm working." Minjeong muttered as she talks to her friend while not batting a glance of the cute arthropod.