"I let the kids in the infirmary watch that movie one time and now all the DVRs are have an even worse one on loop. This has been happening for six months," Will told Chiron.

"I wonder what prompted Dionysus to do such a thing," Chiron said mildly

"I think I may have actually angered him," Will said; he was leaning back in his chair with his arms folded. It was the angriest that Nico had ever seen him. "What I do to fix the situation?"

Chiron shook his head. "There is nothing to be done for it. Dakota made his choice. It could have just as easily been him sitting here instead of Nico." With that, he opened one his desk drawers and took out a model of the Wright Flyer. It was the same one Nico already had, Will noted.

"It's a toy," Nico said.

"It's the first airplane ever built," Chiron explained, "But you are a child and if you'd rather think of it as a toy than that's alright too. Are you fond of planes, Nico?"

"I'm not."

"You are," Chiron reassured him. "I know it is difficult for a minor god such as yourself to accept but we must earn the things we fight for."

"I don't fit," Nico said.

"That hardly matters at this point." Chiron was looking at Will now. "I will handle the situation with Dionysus. Try and picture him as a grieving father and not an angry god."

Nico took the toy plane off Chiron's desk and started playing with it.

"I was scared I wasn't helping Everly so I decided to focus on Nico instead. But then Gracie found him the next morning and... I blamed myself for his death and so did Mr. D," Will told them.

"In times like these we must focus on what actually matters. A cartoon did not inspire Everly to do something irreversible."

"Will," Nico said. He took a folder from his backpack and started drawing on the notebook paper. He drew a circle in the middle. "Okay, so you have Elysium, Asphodel and the Fields of Punishment," he said, marking each one along the circle. He scribbled two lines in different places. "There are places were Asphodel and Elysium overlap with the Fields. Everly is somewhere over here," he explained, taping the space leading to Elysium. "He won't stay there forever but he's closer to Elysium than anywhere else so you don't have to worry about him."

"Thank you for that insight, Nico," Chiron said. "There's a small airstrip up the coast of Long Island where an aviator holds lessons every other weekend. Would you be interested in learning how to operate a real airplane?"

"They have that now?" Nico looked at him, incredulous.

"Certainly. Give it some thought and get back with me next time. For now, I'd like you to consider something else. I would like to offer you the position I had intended for Luke, as Liaison. Luke always knew best so it wasn't meant to be but you seem determined."

"Liaison? To Olympus?"

"Of course. It won't happen tomorrow and it's going require a lot of study and effort. But you've given me no doubts."

"I'll have to think about it."

"It would be seasonal. You'd spend a great deal of your time on Olympus working with them and the rest of the year working with us."

"Like Persephone?"

Chiron cleared his throat. "Not exactly but it's a similar premise. You'd need a place to stay while there and I can help you with that for now."

"I think I can do it," Nico told him.

"Excellent. I want thirteen pages of on Anthony of Padua. I'm giving you six months to complete the assignment so you'll have time to properly analyze the information."

"A term paper?"

Chiron smiled mildly at him. "I warned you about the consequences of your behavior in our last conversation."