For a moment Jason felt guilty. He had proposed a rotation or sign up of some kind, making a more official call to patrolling, but he hadn't actually committed to following up on that. He could easily blame all the activity as of late, but that seemed a poor excuse. He had to remind himself, however, that this was hardly Camp Jupiter or Camp Half-Blood, he wasn't quite expected to be the guy in charge here. In some ways that suited him, but in other ways he felt like he was letting someone down...even if that someone was himself.

None of this showed in his expression except as a way of looking momentarily thoughtful and distant, an expression he wore quite a lot. After a moment he nodded.

"I typically begin and end my day with a patrol, usually on my way back from Javert's training exercises. I've mostly stuck to the main areas, but now that we're starting to expand it might be a good idea to start branching out...maybe even have people do simultaneous sweeps or at least cover more ground at the same time." It still made him nervous, going out on his own. Not that he didn't think he could handle himself, but it just wasn't how things had ever been done back home. You didn't do solo because that was how you got picked off. A lone wolf was something only in fiction, in reality it was much better to be with the pack or, in the case of demigods, comrades in arms.

"I sometimes like to get a peak from the air, but with the recent attacks I've been more careful about that," Jason admitted.