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[Unsurprisingly, Percy and Annabeth are together - it’s likely no one’s seen them apart from each other for the last month or so. He has his arm curled around her waist, holding her tightly to him.

They look absolutely shattered. If exhaustion had a definition, this would be it. But there’s something settled about the, especially Percy. He no longer looks like he’s going to rip somebody’s head off, even if he does seem like he’s on the verge of falling asleep]

We made it. [His voice is hoarse, like he’s been yelling, or crying, or maybe both.] Both of us, we made it through, the whole freaking way. It was - it wasn’t - we’re okay. That’s the main part.

[Though Annabeth’s slumped into and against him, the way she’s holding him, too, is just as tight and supporting. She laughs a little after he speaks, but the sound is just as hoarse, her voice the same way.] Probably worth mentioning we shut the Doors, too. [A beat.] With Hazel, but - you know, on our side. [Something dark flashes in her face, but it’s gone, replaced once more by a relieved sort of exhaustion.] And don’t raise the alarm if we’re gone for a week.

A week and three days, for some of us. [That same darkness shades his expression, but it disappears as he smiles down at Annabeth] This is gonna make like, no sense to most of them.

[She glances up, with a bit of a look.] I really don’t care at this point.

[And then she reaches out to turn off the feed, cutting right into and silencing the sounds of Percy’s tired laughter.]

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[She recoiled from the device, as though his words had struck her. All she could focus on right now was Percy, and it was nothing against Annabeth. Not at the moment, at least, so she really doesn't notice him moving in front of her.

There's no keeping the hurt from her face right now, honestly.]

You two should rest.

[It's quiet, but firm. She is not going to have this argument over this strange device. Not right now.]

And know that I never meant for something to come from my spite.

[Calypso's reaction only makes him feel worse, which just adds to his anger. His entire body leans forward with the force of it, and he's about to snap something out, something cruel and biting when he hears Annabeth's voice.

Percy.

Just that, just his name, and the cracks in that glass ball inside his chest slowly start to seal up again. The anger drains away, leaving only exhaustion behind.]

Yeah, well I didn't mean for a lot of things to happen, too. And look where we are.

[Despite everything else, Calypso has a point. They need to rest, desperately, for too many reasons to count. She's kind of grateful the other girl doesn't rise to the anger, though maybe she can see, too, that there's a lot more in it than just her curse.]

[Annabeth reaches him, though, and she's only relieved by it as she can feel some of the anger dissipate. She doesn't let go of his hand or shift away, keeps herself where she is and holds him up. If anything, her arm around him tightens. Especially with how he responds.]

We made it out. That's the important part. [She's not sure who she's saying that for at this point, to be honest. Maybe all three of them.]

I won't continue this conversation until you've rested and are in a better mind to speak with me.

[Calypso finally turns her gaze to the girl, softening and hoping that her face can convey her regret better than words can at the moment.]

Avoid me if you like... But do not make me argue with you over these strange contraptions. There are many things that need to be said, but in person. Not like this.

[Please don't avoid her, though. She was just giving you the option to... It doesn't mean she wants it to happen. At all. She'd rather that not happen at all.]

[Percy just shakes his head, already turning away from the screen. The lines of his body are almost painfully tense, and he sort of inadvertently tugs Annabeth with him in his unwillingness to let her go.

It's said quietly, because he needs to get this out, like he's excising poison or something. And he needs to not think about poison, needs to not think about what he's done and what he'd almost become and what he deserves]

It should have been me. If you were going to curse anyone, it should have been me.

[Annabeth flinches a little, though it's not really anyone's fault except the reminder of watching the curse unfold. She catches the regret in Calypso's face, though, when they finally meet eyes for more than a glance. She just can't really think about how to take it at the moment.]

[If anything else had just happened, she might have resisted his tugging, but as it stands, she sort of gets shuffled along without care. But she turns her head, pressing her forehead against his shoulder and squeezes his hand again. Her voice is surprisingly soft, but there's something determined in there, too.]

Percy, not right now. [No matter how quietly he's said it, she doesn't want him to get caught up in it or his anger again. Not now, not when they're barely able to hold each other upright anymore. But completely avoiding Calypso isn't going to be good for any of them in the long run.]

[Calypso's not really one for the "flight" option of fight or flight... But she really doesn't see this going anywhere, not in a positive light. She does feel bad that she let her anger run away with her... She feels bad that this had to happen to them. Tartarus was terrible in the first place, she didn't wish it on anyone, but to go through Tartarus and be affected by her curse...

Her spite.

She licks her lips and only says one thing:]

Later.

[Before cutting off the feed and ignoring any resulting messages from him.]

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