Luke knew he was bad. He knew he was a traitor. But he isn't all that bad on the inside. Luke was in his tent, pacing around and stressing about how the up coming war would turn out. About how Kronos was taking over his body every second. He didn't hear you sneaking into his tent though. You were the youngest member involved in the war on the side of Kronos. Just a small little demigod that was confused. Luke almost felt bad about you, wanting to hide all the terrors of the world from you innocent eyes.

Luke stopped pacing when he heard your breathing and he sighed, rubbing his face a little. He knew you'd worry about him. Luke was basically your guardian at this point, meaning he'll kill anyone or anything in a instant that hurt you or even looked in your direction in a wrong way. He sat down on the wooden chair and slumped back a little "C'mon, kid. I know you're in here. I'm not in the mood for your games today.."