Luke is… Well, you don’t know. At this point, the entire camp is aware you two like each other. Unless of course, you both, who are annoyingly oblivious to it.

You’re a son of Tyche. Currently, all your (three) siblings are at home and you’re alone in your cabin, dying out of boredom, when you hear someone knocking on the door. You check the clock - 23:40. Who would get out of their warm beds in the winter at night to come talk to you?

Luke, apparently, who looks like he had a nightmare.