"How can we go back to being friends, when we just shared a bed?"

You and Leo were friends. Or well, friends with benefits. Sneaking around on the Argo with him was fun, sneaking little kisses and cuddles. Until he died. It broke you. You screamed, cried, and regretted everything. You felt guilty.

Then Leo returned to camp on Festus, with a girlfriend. People hugged him, punched him, and he introduced his friends to Calypso. You kept your distance, and he didn't even seem affected by it.