"Mia Grey," the Huntress nodded, "Pleasure to meet you, Camella." Then, David had followed, in his usual armor, trimmed in white and gold, "Mia," he called. "David," she nodded to her nephew. She dismounted the horse. The Titan looked he didn't rest as much as he wished. Likely due to nightmares, or simply worry. "You seem.... exhausted, David. I hate to be the one that bothers you about this, but, are you getting enough sleep?" "No..." David answered, groggily.