[ as it sinks in that the other girl in the stables is hardly any older than a good chunk of the campers back home, it does set annabeth a little more at ease. with adults sometimes she feels like she needs to prove herself in a different way, and she hasn't been much in the mood to do that. ]

[ she glances towards the horses and their fretting, then back at the girl. ] The storm probably isn't helping. [ she pauses. ] Not sure I'd call them little. Did it work? When you used it?

He only falls in on purpose. [ usually. sometimes she pushes him. ] But he's a frequent swimmer. [ which is putting it mildly. but she isn't inclined to announce off the bat that her boyfriend is the son of the sea god, especially in a world where she's still figuring out how the people even handle gods. ]