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to be a little more careful, since an asthma attack on his first day would not be the impression he wanted to give of himself.
    “Oh, I’m so sorry; I did not mean to walk so fast, I guess I am just excited ,” Zahrah said, clearly embarrassed.
    “Don’t worry about it, I kept up, and we were able to get to the food faster.  Let’s just take the rest of the tour a little slower ,” Jay said with a reassuring smile.  He did not want Zahrah to feel bad, but he also did not want to dash about for the rest of the tour. 
    “Ok, how about you set the pace for the rest of the day?”  Zahrah proposed.
    “Sounds good to me ,” Jay responded.  They began to eat.  Jay had taken a little more food than normal, and at first he wondered if he would be able to eat it all.  A moment later he looked down and realized he had eaten the whole lot, and was still hungry. He looked up, and both Lieutenant Johnson and Zahrah had also finished their food, and were getting up for second helpings.
    “Feel free to get more food, if you are still hungry ,” Lieutenant Johnson mentioned, before she sped off to replenish her own plate.  Jay normally would have stopped after one plate, but today he felt different.  He felt energized, abnormally awake, and in need of much more to eat.  He got up for more food, but only took half a plate more.  He sat down before either of them were back, and decided to just nibble at this plate.  Within a moment, his “nibbling” had finished off the plate.  He got up for more.  This time he threw caution to the wind, filling his plate as high as he could.  He arrived back at the table to see the others were finishing up their plates.  Jay set in, and before long, his plate was once again emptied.  He looked up and realized the other two were watching him.
    “If I did not know any better, I would think you were a Hermes yourself ,” Lieutenant Johnson said jokingly to him.  Jay decided he had had enough to eat.  They cleared their places and left the dining hall to continue with the tour.  Jay set the pace, but it was still a dash.  I’m too excited to walk slowly, Jay decided.  The Academy was huge, and there was much to see, but Jay hardly noticed the buildings at all.  What amazed him most were the people.  He quickly realized he could tell a person by the speed of their walk.  Those who walked fast were the Hermes, those who walked regular must be the Prometheus, and those who walked slowly were the muscle.
    “What are the strong people called here?”  Jay asked Lieutenant Johnson.
    “They are the Titans ,” She responded.
    The name fit them.  They walked slowly, but they were enormous.  Most were not any taller than the rest (although a few did stand above the other Titans) but they looked like they were solid muscle.  No wonder he had heard them referred simply as “muscles” growing up. 
    Jay began to watch those who were walking normally, those whom he suspected were his fellow Prometheus.  So they can read minds, just like me , Jay thought.  As he said this, it occurred to him that he, once again, could see the pictures.  They were different this time though; instead of a stream of larger photos, he saw a collage of millions of small ones.  They were difficult to make out.  As he looked from person to person, he realized certain pictures got larger while he looked at one person, while others were larger while he looked at someone else.  Those must be their thoughts, Jay reasoned. 
    They had stopped walking for a moment, and Lieutenant Johnson was telling them about classes and the study rooms.  Jay was not listening, but instead was trying to figure out the new pictures he had.  He decided to try focusing on one person, and seeing how large he could get their pictures.  He picked out someone he saw through a window into a study room, and he began to concentrate.  He let his body relax, and focused just on the thoughts of his mind.  The pictures began