forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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“Exactly my point. I won’t worry anymore, and you won’t be as stressed if you have someone to talk to.” Lydia replies like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“It has been a stressful day.” Trent replied, his voice soft and tentative. “I am worried about various things.”

“Such as?”

With a small grumble, Trent began to speak again. “I worry for tonight, first of all.”

“Which is fair, of course.” Lydia replied.

“And for my brother in San Francisco.” Trent continued, chewing his lower lip. “And for Blair.”

“You’re worried about Blair?”

Trenton ignored her comment, but shifted in discomfort. “And I worry for you and Sam.”

“Don’t worry about us. We’ve made t this long.”

“I still worry.” He replied flatly.

“At least don’t worry until we go back.” Lydia said.

“Far too late for that.” Trent grumbled, letting the cool water soothe him. “I worry for Finn as well, but I doubt he gives me a second thought.”

“You don’t know that, Trent. Maybe he does.” Lydia replied.

Trenton snorted, unwilling to justify that with a verbal response.

Lydia smiled. “You can’t say I’m wrong, can you?”

Trent closed his eyes and held his breath, dunking his head under the water for a moment instead of replying. He resurfaced quickly, shaking out his hair. “I cannot mindread, so I suppose not. But common sense justifies me.”

“If you can’t prove it wrong, then you can’t say it’s impossible, even if common sense says otherwise.” Lydia said. “I didn’t come up with that. Old friend, but still.”

Trent sighed quietly, splashing some water at her out of distaste. “I elect to neglect your advice under the jurisdiction that we do not live in a world of fairytales.”

“Our mothers are gods. There are literal magic creatures all over camp. Our camp leader is a centaur. We’re pretty close to a fairytale.” Lydia said flatly, splashing him back.

Trenton audibly groaned at the mention of his mother. “Don’t remind me.” He huffed, debating on swimming away.

“I had to make a point.” Lydia said, smiling.

“You truly are a fiend.” He grumbled, swimming close to the shore and lying flat on his stomach, letting the small waves hit his shoulders and ease the tension he felt.

Lydia followed him again. “No idea what that means but I’ll take it as a compliment.”

Trenton rolled his eyes, resting his head on his arms, more than half of his body still in the water. He practically melted in the warm sunlight, closing his eyes and resting. “I assure you, it is not a compliment.”

“Well, I’ll still take it as one.” Lydia declared, laughing and splashing him again.