Nico took a deep breath and spun round to head over to Will again. Nico smiled inwardly as he listened to the resounding giggling from behind him, probably Annabeth cracking up over what she'd just experienced. He'd mull over that later. Nico raised his eyes to look at Will, extending his smile toward him sheepishly.
"What was that about?" Will asked, contempt playing on his face. Nico just shook his head. It wasn't any of Wills business anyway. Will shrugged.
"I'll squeeze it out of you somehow", Will promised. Nico doubted this very much. He had already had said that's he'd be staying at Camp Half-Blood, but that still didn't mean it was set in stone. Nico was so caught up in these thoughts he nearly bumped into one of the pillars on Apollo's Cabin. Will grabbed his hand to yank him away just in time. Nico glared up at Will, but didn't take his hand back. This surprised him. Will grinned at him, still holding his hand.
"I just need to grab something in here first, Di Angelo. Then we're heading over to the infirmary. I need to give you a full check up." Nico opened his mouth to speak to retort angrily but Will just shushed him.
"Can I have my hand back, Di Angelo?" Nico snatched his hand away, blushing furiously. The ground rumbled and spider cracks appeared in the marble pathway leading into the Apollo cabin. Will shook his head, laughing.
"Afraid to let me go?", Will chortled.
Nico snorted. "Yeah right, Sunny. I couldn't care less! I'd throw you into the underworld with a good reason!".
Nico knew this wasn't true. Ever since Will had touched his hand on the battle field, his two natures had been in a very conflicted war. Nico absently watched Will dart inside his cabin. Emotions raging inside of him, demanded to be near Will for no reason. But then the other side of Nico needed to push Will away, to slip into the shadows and not come back. He now understood how the gods felt, Roman and Greek sides at war. Either way, Nico's war had something sensible behind it. He was weak, drained from slipping into darkness and jumpy from listening to the spirits too much. And admittedly, Will was pretty good company. So were Lou Ellen and Connor. Maybe it'd be fun to hang out with them for a few days. Will returned from his cabin, carrying a bright orange duffel bag. Nico frowned at it. Will smiled and started marching toward the infirmary. Nico followed behind him.