₊˚.༄ "but i believe that your my saviour" You, Percy, Annebeth and Grover were on a quest. Right now u were lost, somewhere in the forest.

Annebeth was holding a map, arguing with Grover, trying to find a way out of the forest.

However, Percy, was leaning against a tree, further away. He was losing hope on this quest. They were lost, tired and confused. Percy was losing hope, he was leaning against the tree. Fidgetting with his hands, was this going to be the quest? The one where he couldn't save olmypus? No, no, no.

You decided to lean against the tree next to him. You couldn't give up, neither could they, neither could he.

"This quest is going nowhere, we should just leave it and go back to camp." Percy said, still leaning fidgeting with his hands.