(alt to the rescue)
"Are you kidding me Hailey, you interrupted my work to pick up a camper who has a hard time moving? We've talked about this... You give them ambrosia and help them to the Medic Cabin."
"But, Brandon... You don't understand... It's Crimson Carlisle."
"I have no idea who the hell that is. But fine. Only because you've been trying to help with the celestial bronze thing."
Brandon sees the new camper on the ground gripping his stomach and sighed a bit. Why couldn't they come in without being hurt. It was really gods damn annoying.
"Name's Brandon, Counselor here, forgemaster, blah blah blah welcome to camp. Hailey said you need somebody to carry you to the Medic Cabin?"
Brandon looked tired. And he was definitely annoyed that Hailey interrupted him from his work for this.