"Yes, we get it. You love the Titans. Can we all please just get on with this? According to Sobek's and my understanding there have been a number of things going wrong within your own Pantheon. This in turn causes trouble for the Egyptians and those who live under their way, meaning we're all basically getting screwed over in one way or another."
Michael propped his staff up on his shoulder as he leaned against a nearby tree with his left hand.
"Seeing as how we're a large group, shouldn't we split into divisions to know who will work better alongside each other? The 'Demititan Anarchists' might work well alongside Set and his host, Andrew, whereas those who are more level-headed like the daughter of Apollo and son of Athena over there will work better with someone like... Isis... and her host," Michael said, not willing to even mention Myra's name.
"Splitting off might be a bad idea considering the gravity of all our situations, but staying together and having certain niches and groups might help to ease our cohesive abilities...."
Michael messed around with the gold and bronze amulet around his neck, tracing the hieroglyphics for Sobek's name and symbols as he continued to think. He overheard some things during the original meeting in the Big House and then some comments from campers unwary of his presence. Hecate, Greek Titan or goddess of Magic was gone along with Apollo, Greek god of the sun. That was as far as he knew, and seeing as how Morpheus himself showed up to inform the others of this, there was obviously a more threatening force at work.
"How about we all just board whatever means of transportation we'll be using and then discuss all we want there while moving to our destinations. Did the old Sandman even tell us or give an idea of where to start?"