[ Who let you out? is the only concern from that statement, and it's all the more worrying that Dean ignores it entirely. Nico squints at him for a long moment, not bothering to hide the suspicion from the man who just doesn't feel right and won't answer simple questions about who upended the natural order of the afterlife to let him go running free again.
Fine. Nico cycles through half a dozen guard stances, demonstrating how each would move into an attack or parry while staring daggers at Dean. He's quite good at any age and great for a fifteen-year-old. He knows it, too. He's never been the best, but that's praise for Percy and not a poor reflection on him. When he's done, Nico keeps the sword firmly in hand. ]
Tell me who let you out of the Underworld and I'll give you your sword back.
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Fine. Nico cycles through half a dozen guard stances, demonstrating how each would move into an attack or parry while staring daggers at Dean. He's quite good at any age and great for a fifteen-year-old. He knows it, too. He's never been the best, but that's praise for Percy and not a poor reflection on him. When he's done, Nico keeps the sword firmly in hand. ]
Tell me who let you out of the Underworld and I'll give you your sword back.