Annabeth sat next to your bedside in the infirmary, passive aggresively typing on her laptop as she waited for you to wake up, a frown on her face, and a annoyed dispostition; it wasn't exactly your fault- okay, maybe it was your fault, but she was your friend, and she was going to tough it out. Once you began to wake up she spoke dryly,

"Welcome to the waking world."

You passed out in the middle of camp and everyone freaked out. Now you were in the safety of the infirmary; strapped up to all the fancy medical stuff and the smell of lingering ambrosia and nectar hung in the air. Annabeth was upset; something was wrong with you and she didn't know what it was. That was a problem.

She was the daughter of Pallas Athena; her entire job was to know. So this? Where no Apollo kid tending to you would tell her and you didn't tell her and she didn't know anything. It drove her mad. Anything that was a potential danger that she didn't know and couldn't prepare for made her upset. So when you passed out she was terrified. For hades sake Annabeth hadn't even left your side since you passed out!