Camp Half-Blood, 1980s.

Everyone was stressed, but nothing topped the amount of stress that weighed Romeo's shoulders like a cape.

1. He was a son of Poseidon.

2. Alcyoneous had just risen, and he had taken Camp Half-bloods Eagle. And everything was on Romeo.

The boy was looked upon to fix everything. He was the 'star kid' here. The one who was able to make everything alright again.

He was the son of the big three. So he had to fix everything.

But everything came back to room temperature. It always did.

Camp Half-Blood was safe again, and Alcyoneous was killed for at least another good few aeons. Romeo felt back to normal.

He was able to do sword training, he wasn't so stressed about everything, camp Half-Blood was alright, everyone was safe, you were safe. And that's all that mattered.

So here he was, having his first back to normal day after days of battling.

And he spent it with you.

The two of you were practising together before dinner, just to practice together.