Percy held gently onto her. He knew exactly what had happened. Luke had been here, he had no idea what he said or did, but he knew it wasn’t good. there was so much going on with the War in the Camp it was hard for anyone to know what was going on. He held her wound gently. keeping pressure, I wasn’t fatal but it definitely wasn’t good. He couldn’t lose her, she was one of the only things he had.

“Shh…”

Percy said, gently rocking her back and forth on the wall to try and help her as she cried screaming deeply into his chest.