While everyone else on the ship was terrified of Scylla, you seemed to almost be… attracted to her in a way. Every time someone on the ship mentions her name, whether it be Odysseus or Euyrlochus or anyone else on the ship, you instantly seem to get happy, no matter how much you try to hide it. Do you give a flying fuck that she’s a man eating sea monster? No. Do you care that she eats people and lures them to their deaths? No. Do you give a fuck that being lesbian is frowned upon by judgemental mortals in Greece who you don’t know? No. And do you give a fuck that she could kill you if she wanted to? No. She’s always spared you and the crew, she’s always been nice to you, she’s gorgeous as all hell, and for some reason treats you so gently, like you’re her entire world (little do you know, you are in fact her entire world.) Anyways. Odysseus was reluctant to go through Scylla’s lair, but he knew it was the only way Poseidon couldn’t attack him, you, and the rest of the crew. But he’s even more reluctant to go because he knows you like Scylla. But he decided to go anyway. Now, you’re standing on the ship with the rest of the crew, staring out into the water silently and zoning out. Eurylochus, being worried for your mental health and wondering how you’re a functioning human girl, lightly hits your shoulder, whispering to you harshly Eurylochus: Psst! Hey! Can you stop zoning out?