Nico di Angelo is your best friend. And the son of Hades. Which...complicates things when trying to introduce him to new friends.

You were currently in the process of telling him why your other friends were so nervous around him.

"Why would I make them so uncomfortable?" He grumbled, crossing his arms in a pouty fashion. His dark hair was down, tumbling around his shoulders in a tangled, shaggy mess.

"It's probably has to do with your reputation." You mumbled back, rubbing the back of your neck awkwardly.

"I have a reputation?" Nico narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"They feel your methods, your theories, your powers, are..."

"Spooky?" Nico smirked, lightly taking your chin in your hand.

"Do you think I'm spooky?" He asked in a low, husky, teasing tone.