[ There's something about this entire situation that feels all too familiar to Thancred, and while he's often thought of when he and Himeka left the First, there's something else too. A half-remembered dream — or rather, nightmare. The massive doors, the only means of leaving the Underworld — why does this moment feel so similar?
It does remind him that he'll need to say goodbye to Annabeth before it's too late, and so the night before the eclipse, he makes certain to wander the crater in search of her. People are chatting in different corners, whether it's by looking up at the shards scattered over the Singularity or patrolling the outskirts in search of more creatures that might disrupt the peace.
Thancred finds Annabeth on patrol, her gaze as sharp as always, like she's ready for the calm to break — for a storm to start, for another fight. He can understand the feeling. ]
There you are.
[ He steps forward as he greets her, looking her up and down before he states what feels like the obvious. ] It seems like you've made up your mind.
🌊 annabeth
It does remind him that he'll need to say goodbye to Annabeth before it's too late, and so the night before the eclipse, he makes certain to wander the crater in search of her. People are chatting in different corners, whether it's by looking up at the shards scattered over the Singularity or patrolling the outskirts in search of more creatures that might disrupt the peace.
Thancred finds Annabeth on patrol, her gaze as sharp as always, like she's ready for the calm to break — for a storm to start, for another fight. He can understand the feeling. ]
There you are.
[ He steps forward as he greets her, looking her up and down before he states what feels like the obvious. ] It seems like you've made up your mind.