Percy and Grover are standing by the canoe lake when Annabeth walks over to them. She approaches something, Grover waves happily before realizing she didn't look happy. Percy does the same. Annabeth stands next to Percy and he rubs her shoulders as she begins what she has to say.

"I think it's safe to say people are going to die on this quest." He stops mid motion and Grover drops the tin can he was holding.

"Uh, Annabeth?" Percy asks. "Why did you uh- say that?"

"Simple," She says, she fills them in on what she told Nico and by the end Grover had downed a good 6 tin cans and Percy had his good vibe crushed to the core.

"We're all screwed." He says.

"Beyond." Grover says. "We're all going to die."

Annabeth looks at the worriedly. "We all have managed to make it through the other quests, we can make it through this one." Annabeth says attempting to lift their spirits.

Grovers leaves to continue packing leaving just Percy and Annabeth. He looks at her and frowns.

"You think we're going to fail."

She plays with the beads on her necklace. "I can't think of any other outcomes."

Percy shakes his head. "I'm sure you can, daughter of Athena, remember?"

She chuckles and shoves hi lightly. "Thanks, Seaweed brain."

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Nico walks to the first actual activity he had for the day, this time not avoiding any blonde headed person that came into his sight. He walks to arts and crafts and takes his time getting there. When he gets there he sits by a canvas and begins painting. The person there suggests to everyone to draw/paint a weapon if they have trouble deciding on what to do. Nico disregards the suggestion and lets himself do something random. Or was it not? He wasn't sure of what he was doing as he painted, it to him almost feels like some type of muscle memory. Even thought he'd never done that before.

He ends up painting an icy blue background which turns into a grey and black towards the ends of tha canvas. In the center is a ball of yellow, light? Whatever is it was it looked nice. Everyone had already cleared out except for Nico after the activity. Will showed up by plopping down in a chair next to Nico, making him jump in surprise.

"Don't do that, tell me your here before you just- do that."

He laughs and Nico scowls. "Are you laughing at me? This is not funny."

"Sure is." He says before his laugh becomes more faint.

"Why are you here?" Nico says with a bite in his voice.

He doesn't understand why when their talking it's almost like a part of him is trying to rid him away.

"Sorry." He mumbles.

"It's fine, and I was just checking up on my dearest," he pauses making a small short awkward silence. "Friend."

Will smiles widely at Nico. Nico stands up and takes his painting with him. He moves it to another easle for the paint he used when he touched it up to dry. Will followed him and watched as he put the painting up silently.

"Must you always be here when no one else is?" Nico asks irritably. "I feel like your stalking me or something." He lifts his hand to his mouth at his sudden remark.

Will seems to short-circuit at his remark. "Uhm, I just - Sorry, I didn't mean for it to come off like that."

He's tempted to ask what he intended it to come off as but he knew it might come out with a bitter tone. What was up with him?

"It's fine, I'm sorry too, that sounded pretty rude." He says avoiding eye contact.

He has to work on apologizing. And eye contact too he guesses. Will smiles gleefully and he looks at the ground, there was no reason to smile after being snapped at.

"I know you didn't mean it, I'm sorry though, it seems I've been pushing one too many buttons."

Nico looks at his painting. He has nothing to reply with.

"I actually have to go to the Big House, so I guess see you later." He says waving before leaving.

Nico opens his mouth to say that he probably wouldn't in a bit but he was already walking out.