[ she can't read his mind, despite how much easier it would probably make everything. despite how much better she'd probably feel. it would save her countless questions, answer things she hasn't yet thought to ask.
but in that same thought, there's this feeling that she doesn't have to. he says exactly, almost like he's surprised she knew, and annabeth can't help the small smile that pulls at her lips.
of course she knew what he was thinking.
( why 'of course'? ) ]
Yeah, well- [ she almost says 'it wasn't hard to pick up on', but she stops herself, not sure where that thought came from. after a second, annabeth just shrugs. ] It just kind of came to me.
[ mentions of his mother have her pausing, feeling some weird mix of familiarity and also a bit...sad. she can't figure out why, so she tries not to think about it too much. ]
That sounds like her. [ why she would know that, she doesn't know, but the smile is still there - still gentle. even more so when he says her name like that, curling around in her chest.
but then she stops, something he said catching her attention. ]
You said Gods. [ objectively, she catches on to that, even if her first reaction is to believe that's the correct use. ] Isn't that... [ incorrect? she ends up biting her lower lip, her forehead creasing with the thought. ]
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but in that same thought, there's this feeling that she doesn't have to. he says exactly, almost like he's surprised she knew, and annabeth can't help the small smile that pulls at her lips.
of course she knew what he was thinking.
( why 'of course'? ) ]
Yeah, well- [ she almost says 'it wasn't hard to pick up on', but she stops herself, not sure where that thought came from. after a second, annabeth just shrugs. ] It just kind of came to me.
[ mentions of his mother have her pausing, feeling some weird mix of familiarity and also a bit...sad. she can't figure out why, so she tries not to think about it too much. ]
That sounds like her. [ why she would know that, she doesn't know, but the smile is still there - still gentle. even more so when he says her name like that, curling around in her chest.
but then she stops, something he said catching her attention. ]
You said Gods. [ objectively, she catches on to that, even if her first reaction is to believe that's the correct use. ] Isn't that... [ incorrect? she ends up biting her lower lip, her forehead creasing with the thought. ]
Gods. [ she said it too. ] I can't figure it out.