Lucas made his way to Thalia's tree, curious to see if the Golden Fleece truly had been taken. As soon as he arrived he heard the various campers, either arguing, or saying they didn't do it. His trained ears piked out a conversation he wanted to be involved in. Two heads, or at least people near the top in their cabins were discussing how, or who had stolen the Fleece. "Do you think you could build a way to track it?" He said, butting into Marzia's conversation. "Or something to chase them at least?" He said, trying to get on her good side by mentioning her mechanical prowess. "That shouldn't be to hard for you." He exclaimed, watching her clean her wounds with a dirty rag.