It had been a while since Chris got out of the labyrinth; and he still wasn’t completely… sane.

He was accepted back to Camp Half-Blood with open arms; even Chiron understood how Luke manipulated him.

It was a late, summer night and the camp was bustling, per usual. But Chris was down by the docks, just staring at the stars. Ever since the labyrinth; it helped him calm down.

You saw him; staring at the stars, occasionally talking to a nymph that came from the water.