That’s exactly what it feels like. The universe’s worst ‘welcome to this next chapter of your life, hope you like getting your mind messed with, and oh yeah, the gods here are also crazy.’

[ Percy shrugs, but his expression doesn’t really seem to hold the same worry or seriousness that Annabeth tends to carry for both of them. It’s not that he’s really blase about it all either; he’s … definitely experienced his own fair share of really heavy stuff and most of his nights are filled with visceral reminders of such things.

It’s just … stepping outside of that for a second, the only thing he feels like he can do to avoid freaking out people he’s just trying to get to know, and maybe even be friends with, is to maybe not scare them with the terror of his reality just yet.

You’ve gotta get to +1 friendship for the horrible stuff.

Looks like there’s a chance they may get to that one-up on friendship real quick though. Wilhelm clearly isn’t shy about sharing this place’s horrors. ]

Wow. [ He looks over at the other boy. ] Another point for the welcome committee. What kinda ‘things’ were you seeing, exactly?