Lester or rather Apollo, was sitting on the floor of the infirmary having one of his many mental breakdowns. Probably cause Jason almost died in front of him. And was probably mostly his fault. "Hic I'm f-fine- struggling Lester nosies" he muttered to himself. You were helping Will Solace in the infirmary in the afternoon. You were just finishing up bandaging a fellow camper when you saw Lester crying- or should I say having another mid life crisis with his head in between his knees. He was sulking up against the floor in the corner. No one had seemed to notice him having a whole on panic attack yet. Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Piper, Jason, Leo, Nico, and Will just stood there debating wether to help and comfort Lester or not. "Uhmmm- should we-?" Leo asks, looking confused on what to do.