Will stretched his arms over his head and sighed in relief when his stiff muscles slowly started to loosen. It'd been a long day filled with idiots of all kinds, but now his shift was over.
As he stepped outside. His legs still pulsing in tune with the buzz of the infirmary. He didn't mind. The last rays of sunlight caught on his skin and he hummed content. With a skip in his step, he took the path down to the dining pavilion.
"Hey Will!"
He recognized the voice and his mood plummet.
"Connor. Travis." The head of cabin 7 acknowledged their existence before moving past them.
"Uhm, have you seen Nico?" Travis dared.
The son of Apollo stopped. His eyebrows squeezed together, forming a crease, while a wave of annoyance rushed through him.
"We've been searching for him all day." Connor nibbled at the scab on his lip.
Will looked at them for a prolonged amount of time. It would be a lie to say he wasn't enjoying seeing the brothers squirm under his glare. Percy and Jason did quite a number on their hadn't offered to fix them up and they did not ask.
"No," came his clipped reply.