"I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm just tired." Art looked away in to the woods refusing to make eye contact with Jane and Asher.
"Alright if that's all it is then you will be fine with us never entering camp and wasting these days. I figure if we don't train here we will have a few months set back from our goal to be a hero."
"Asher's right, just a few months set back. That is if we can still be ready for our end of year tournament to sew the seeds for our path to a senior year scholarship to a university. But it doesn't matter. We can afford to start late on that path."
Asher and Jane finished each other's thoughts to make it sound like they would be taking a heavy hit. The only one that knew how true this was was Asher, he had realized all the benefits this camp had at every turn.
