Later that day, Elsa and Nico, once Elsa had recovered enough, went to apologize to Will for just running out the way they did. They didn't give him an explanation though. They felt like they didn't owe him one, besides telling him that Elsa didn't like to be touched.

"Don't worry about it." He assured them. They both knew he was wondering why Elsa had just run off like that, causing Nico to run after her. The two of them had been in the woods together for a while before coming back to talk to him.

"Will, there is something I should tell you." Elsa spoke up calmly. She wasn't exactly as calm as she seemed, because she was tense. Nico, whose eye was practiced in looking at her, could plain as day see that she was tense. Nobody else, except for perhaps the gods and Chiron, could so easily see if she was relaxed or not.

"Shoot," Will replied. He looked pleasant, but confused. Elsa didn't exactly blame him. She would be too, if she were in his position.

"I don't like to be touched." She said matter-of-factly and bluntly. This was probably the best way to get the message across; don't touch her without permission. "Especially without having granted permission. Nico is someone I know and trust a lot. That is why I am alright with him touching me without permission. But everyone else… I don't really like to be touched without warning. In the future, would you please ask permission before touching me?" This wasn't very much of a question, more of a request. A very firm request, at that. What's more was that Nico looked expectantly at Will. He silently pleaded his friend to do this for who was essentially his sister.

"I can do that." Will responded, without questioning why. "Thanks for letting me know." Elsa let herself smile at that, though not very widely. Nico, who was holding her hand, squeezed it. He smiled gratefully at will.

When the two walked away after they excused themselves, they contemplated what to do next. Or rather, Nico suggested things and Elsa contemplated each option. They took turns at this.

"Do you want to ask Percy for a swim lesson?" Nico asked.

"Not today." Elsa's response was vague, but they both knew that it meant that she would rather to it on a day where she wouldn't be very likely to accidentally use her powers. A flashback wasn't easy on Elsa. She used to accidentally use her powers, but now she had more control over them. But Elsa didn't want to chance it. She was still very self-conscious, and didn't want to accidentally kill or harm anyone.

"What about more sword fighting?"

"We already showered. Also, more? Are you sure that's the best idea? Our arms will probably be sore tomorrow already. I highly doubt it would be a good idea to work ourselves even more today."

"What about an art class?"

"As long as I can create a sculpture of ice, using my powers, and don't have to make anything out of marble." So they decided to go to the art class. Nico attempted to use marble, while Elsa slowly and carefully crafted an ice sculpture. Her ice sculpture depicted two faceless figures, whose heads were just elongated spheres on two standardly shaped bodies. You couldn't really tell their gender, but their hands between them… They were joined. And the hands were done in great detail. They were clearly holding on for dear life, and Elsa had painstakingly made sure that this could be seen. She kept working on it for a while, and Nico eventually gave up on his project in order to give her pointers. Nico let her know when the joined hands on her sculpture looked like the joined hands on Medusa victims, except in ice. Elsa beamed at this.

The counselor in charge of the art class stopped the whole class and had everybody go look at Elsa's sculpture, declaring that it was the best sculpture he'd ever seen from someone so young and inexperienced; especially with ice as the material they were using. Elsa resisted rolling her eyes at this; she'd been working with ice and snow since she found out about her powers. Though, there was that four year period where she was isolated… And the ten months of being imprisoned… But the year and eight months after that, Elsa had been working with ice and snow the whole time. She'd been improving.

The counselor babbled on about how he saw deep meaning in the sculpture, and about how it was about holding onto someone, and that everybody has someone they hold onto. Elsa just stood there, discreetly holding hands with Nico, nodding and smiling, when really; she just wanted to get rid of it before it melted into a puddle. And then Elsa saw Calypso had joined the crowd. She was gazing at Elsa's sculpture intensely, as if she were searching for something in it. Elsa unconsciously smiled upon seeing Calypso. She didn't even know this girl, and Elsa could already swear that she was in love. Upon realizing this, she immediately brought back her straight face, and averted her eyes to the ground.

Eventually, the crowd dispersed, as people began to get bored from looking at it. The counselor gave Elsa an unwelcome pat on the back, to which she held back her flinch, and told her again what a good job it was, before moving on. Nico realized that Calypso was still looking at the sculpture, and detached his hand from Elsa's. He winked at her as he walked back to his own project to let her strike up a conversation.

"Do-Do you like it?" Elsa asked nervously. She bit her lip, waiting for Calypso's response.

"Very much." Calypso smiled softly, looking at Elsa with her pretty brown eyes. The young queen smiled back at her, releasing her lip. "You're the artist, right?" Calypso glanced up to look at Elsa's diadem, and she became painfully aware that she probably looked kind of pompous wearing it.

"I am." Elsa confirmed.

"You did a good job." The caramel haired girl gazed at the ice sculpture with a faraway look in her eyes. "It's really deep, I suppose. What inspired you?"

"Love." Elsa shrugged. "The platonic love I feel for my best friend that is. He's practically my brother." She smiled, and jerked her head towards Nico, who was pretending to be oblivious. "Nico has been there for me for most of the time. There was a period where we were apart, and couldn't find each other, but now we are together again, and almost inseparable. I held on at the most crucial moments, remembering him, and remembering how much I love him, as my brother." She let her lips rest into a gentle smile. "I guess I wanted to represent that. I wanted to show that anybody can find some sort of love, and hold onto it. Sometimes, I suppose, you have to move from person to person, but as long as you have some sort of love to hold onto in your life at all times, it can do so much. I know that love saved my life when I was fighting for just that." Calypso had maintained eye contact the whole time Elsa was talking, and actually looked interested in what Elsa was saying.

"This sculpture has a beautiful meaning, and there is so much depth..." Calypso smiled. "It makes me wish I had love to hold onto… I thought I did, but… It… It didn't work out the way I wanted it to." Her smile had disappeared.

"Sometimes you just have to find the love within you." Elsa assured her. "I, at times, have felt as though I did not hold any love in my heart, but I was wrong. Being wrong helped me to fight for my life on a few occasions. I'm Elsa, by the way."

"My name is Calypso." She held out her hand for Elsa to shake, and she did. Though, Elsa felt a slight shock upon touching Calypso's hand. She did her best not to show that she had felt such a thing, just smiling pleasantly at her.

"It's nice to meet you, Calypso." Elsa reluctantly let go of her hand, and clasped her wrist in her hand.

"It's nice to meet you too, Elsa." Calypso crossed her arms over her chest, looking at it again with longing. "By the way, is your sculpture going to melt, because it is made of ice?"

"I didn't make it to last permanently, but I can make sure it doesn't melt." Elsa said quickly, and in her opinion; too eagerly. "If you really like it so much, I mean… I could make sure that it'll be around for a while…" She felt her cheeks go pink. Elsa was embarrassing herself in front of the girl that she liked. This was horrible. She probably seemed too eager to please Calypso…

"You'd do that for me?" Calypso seemed surprised. "Really?"

"Sure, Calypso." Elsa shrugged again. "It's no trouble. In fact, it's really easy. I'd just need a place to put it. Which I'm sure would be easy. The counselor in charge of this class seems like he'd like it as well. Perhaps it could be an example for others."

"Thank you." Calypso smiled. "It's so meaningful… It makes me sad, but gives me hope at the same time. You are truly a lovely artist, Elsa."

"It makes you sad?" Elsa was dismayed. Her sculpture made the girl that she liked sad. The sculpture that they were bonding over.

"In a good way I suppose." Calypso tried to assure her. "Don't worry. I love it because it brings a lot of emotion to me. I think good art should do that."

"I'm just an amateur." Elsa tried to downplay the skill that she knew that she had.

"Yes, but you have a real talent. Who is your godly parent? I'm curious. I've never heard of, nor seen an immortal with the power over ice." Calypso truly seemed curious. Elsa got this a lot.

"Khione, though she's dead… I killed her. It was prophesized that I would. And that I would also grow up to replace her as goddess of ice and snow." Elsa bit her lip and glanced up to see Calypso's expression.

"Well, if the Fates willed it, then I guess it was meant to be. It's not like you had a choice, then if it was prophesized." Calypso smiled dryly.

"If you want the full story, I can tell you, if you're interested." Elsa sort of blurted out. "Um… I… You don't have to be interested… I understand if you're not… But… I can tell you the full story." She bit her tongue after that, realizing how stupid she probably sounded. Like an idiot. And her accent was getting thicker. She physically winced upon realizing this. Her nerves were going to make her powers run wild. In order to put them to good use, Elsa stepped forward and placed her hands on the ice sculpture that she had created, and closed her eyes. She willed it to stay frozen solid permanently. This was something she'd been practicing.

"I'd actually really be interested in learning the full story." Calypso spoke up. "I'm not very up to date on anything previous to the defeat of Gaea."

"I can tell you." Elsa volunteered, probably far too excited sounding and making herself too obvious. "That is… If you want me to…" She blushed. Elsa could have kicked herself. She was usually so composed and mature when she was in public. Now she was just a blushing and stuttering teenager with a huge crush on this girl.

"I'd like that." Calypso smiled. "I'd like to establish female friendships. It'll be a nice change from what I've been stuck with." Elsa cocked her head; furrowing her eyebrows. She was confused.

"What?" She asked.

"Ah… So I suppose you haven't read about the myths about me." Calypso sighed. "Let's strike a deal. If you update me on what has happened since Gaea has been defeated, I will tell you about my past. Deal?" Elsa grinned, and eagerly stuck out her hand to shake.

"Deal."