Leena paused. She [i]had [/i] heard about the incident. That stunt had made her barely leave her house for weeks! And to think he caused it? Of all people? Leena didn't know if she bought this story. Crossing her arms over her chest she arched an eyebrow at him and looked him over. He didn't look to harmful. He could change his eye color, so could just about anyone else. She decided that she didn't believe him after all, and with a smirk, snapped her fingers once more. A light breeze moved her hair out of her eyes. She did however believe him on one thing. She knew he had powers, just like she did. How else would he have been able to see her small explosions? 

Leena stood up, quite abruptly, and nearly knocked her chair over. With a quick swipe, she dusted off the ruffles of her dress and tapped the heel of her boot against the ground. One hand ran though her bright hair and she let out a small huff of air before glancing over at him. "Well, are we going?" She asked, a bored look spread across her face. In one fluid motion, she pushed in her heavy chair, closed up the magazine and grabbed onto her iced coffee. She was ready to go. "I want to see this magic camp."