We have the nectar too - but that one's a liquid. For us, we can only consume portions of it to help. Too much burns us alive. Both taste like... well, something comforting to the individual, in that moment.

[ she happily accepts the cake with a thank you, immediately slicing off a piece and shoving it into her mouth. ]

[ she makes a bit of a face over the ritual sacrifice comment, but doesn't really remark on it. ]

If I knew more about the politics of the other territories, I feel like I could think on the plotting in a more productive way, because I think you're right that it's only a matter of time. [ but she's barely spent time trying to fully grasp thorne, too busy in those first few weeks using it as a reprieve from home. a mistake she continues to only half try to rectify. annabeth understands war, but therein lies the problem. so many problems. ]

But regular people always just try to get by, regardless of the fighting around them. They're probably waiting just as anxiously.