[ annabeth's attention snaps immediately towards the voice, a voice she knows but one that's been dead for nearly a year now. her eyes widen at the sight of silena at the horses, handling them as comfortably and confidently as always, but all she can do for a few long moments is stare at her. ]
[ is she dead too? she'd thought she was alive - she's been to the a few iterations of the underworld at this point that it hadn't occurred to her this place was a part of it. she thinks, briefly, that maybe the doors of death had something to do with it - but reminds herself she's far away from all that now. ]
[ it makes it easier to just focus on silena existing, she can figure out the rest in a minute. ]
Silena? [ her name is half a question. annabeth looks a little older than silena would have seen her last, freshly scraped and bruised and perhaps a little haunted in a new way too. ] It is you, right?
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[ is she dead too? she'd thought she was alive - she's been to the a few iterations of the underworld at this point that it hadn't occurred to her this place was a part of it. she thinks, briefly, that maybe the doors of death had something to do with it - but reminds herself she's far away from all that now. ]
[ it makes it easier to just focus on silena existing, she can figure out the rest in a minute. ]
Silena? [ her name is half a question. annabeth looks a little older than silena would have seen her last, freshly scraped and bruised and perhaps a little haunted in a new way too. ] It is you, right?