Percy PoV
For some reason, when Artemis was cleaning my cut, wherever she touched me, sent pulses of heat into my body. When I woke up, I froze. My arms were around Artemis, and she was pressed into me, sleeping. Artemis, woke up, yawning before she realized what portion we were in. Both our sets of cheeks were set aflame. A blizzard started outside, shortly after we had collected ourselves.
I absentmindedly started strumming my guitar. Only after the song was finished, did I realise that Artemis and I had been singing. I played another song, signing on my own this time.
At the end of the song, Artemis was leaning against me, looking out the window. Something occurred to me. We were very similar. Forced to grow up, lack of one (or more) parental figures, thrown into a strange world without much of an explanation. It was very sad, actually.
