Percy gave Nico a crooked smile. "We need t-shirts. 'I have been to Tartarus'."
Nico smiled slightly back. "That would be another beacon to monsters just saying 'kill me'."
"You're right."
They sat in silence for a few minutes. "The sky is really boring." Nico said.
"I don't know how Jason did it."
"Fly?"
"Yeah. Flying makes me nervous."
Nico snorted. "Think how it must make me feel."
"Good point." Percy paused. "Does being just on normal ground make you feel nervous, too?"
Nico shrugged. "A lot when I was younger, not so much now. I've gotten used to it, though I much prefer the underground."
"What do you consider your age, anyway?" Percy grimaced. "Sorry."
"No worries. I was thinking about it. But I'd say that I consider my age to be old or young when it benefits me."
"That's a good way to think about it."
"Yeah."
"Our lives are shit."
Nico turned towards Percy. "Yeah."
AN: This is short and terrible. I have mostly quit this website, AO3 people are nicer. No offence, but they are.
