Leo's hands trembled as he held the bronze astrolabe, now fitted with his crystal from Ogygia. Ever since he had returned to the Argo II, Leo had been working non-stop, trying to fix the incomplete tool. It was his only chance at ever finding Calypso.
Calypso.
His heart did a back flip as he thought of her, and the days he had spent on her island...
"Concentrate!" Leo scolded himself. "You gotta focus, or you're never gonna see her again." "
See who again?" Hazel asked, entering the room.
"Hazel! I... What are you doing here?" Leo stammered.
"I came to check up on you," she said, frowning. "Who were you just talking about?"
"Uh, you know..." Leo began. "Buford...ina. Yeah, Bufordina. Buford was gettin' kinda lonely, so I built him a girlfriend. But she flew off somewhere and now I can't find her. He's worried sick."
"Hmm." Hazel didn't press any further, but she didn't seem to be fooled by Leo's Bufordina story. Then she noticed what Leo was holding. "That again?" Hazel asked. "Leo, you have to put that thing down and get some sleep eventually. Or at least eat something."
Leo had to admit, that did sound pretty tempting. He had been up for days trying to fix the astrolabe, hoping that it might lead him back to Ogygia. But he couldn't stop now, not when he was so close.
"Nah, I'm good. I'm not really hungry. Besides, I've got my breath mints, remember?"
Suddenly, Leo realized he'd said the same thing before, to Piper. Well, something similar. That had been back when Festus crashed in Detroit on their quest to save Hera. Someone else that I lost, he thought to himself.
Leo realized that Hazel was still frowning at him, so he added, "Don't worry about me, I'll catch up with you guys later."
Hazel smiled and shook her head. "Just make sure you don't fall asleep on fire, okay? I don't want the ship to go down in flames." She hesitated, then left the room.
Leo looked back down at the astrolabe. The small, round crystal in the center caught the light, casting a rainbow across the floor of his cabin. He had no idea how a regular astrolabe worked, but Leo figured this wasn't a regular astrolabe. Curious, he tilted the astrolabe in different directions, watching as the light passing through was altered. Then, he held the instrument up to his face, so that he was looking directly at the light through the crystal, and his eyes grew wide in surprise.
Of course. Why didn't I see it before?! Leo twisted the crystal one hundred and eighty degrees, and ridges popped out of the smooth bronze surface of the astrolabe. They began twisting and rearranging themselves, until a perfect map of the Mediterranean was laid out before him. Perfect, except for the small dot of land off of the coast of Malta, which wasn't supposed to exist.