Jason gave her a hug that lasted by Annabeth's estimate, a minute and a half.
"Come on in, Jason" She said as she finally let go. Annabeth led him through the guest room, but decided that was far too impersonal for someone like Jason. They settled in the kitchen, where Annabeth had offered him fresh green tea and a batch of cookies.

"Blue cookies" He studied the plate "Percy's favorite" His smile immediately turned into a look of guilt. "I'm so sorry, Annabeth. I didn't mean to-"
"It's fine, Jason." She lied "Really. The other day I was reminiscing about our old Argo II days."
"Lately, that's all I've been thinking about"
"We're turning into old people" She admitted "And that's kind of what old people do. Just have those weird flashbacks pop out of nowhere. I remember Hazel used to tell me about her blackouts, now I'm beginning to feel some of my own"
"What do you think about the most?" Jason asked "Other than the Argo II days"
"Oh, man, remember the repair days?"
Jason scuffed "Now that's a story"