"I didn't think he'd get so mad." He mumbled, moving the hair out of your face.

Tanner loved the thrill of fighting, so he was in the arena. Often. Though, today he seemed to fuck with the wrong crowd. Even though he wasn't seriously hurt, that Ares kid got a good few punches on him. It was only when Percy stepped in that the fight ended, and Tanner stormed off to find someone willing to fix him up.

Who better to help him than you? The only other camper he tolerated. You're both sat in Nyx's cabin, trying to dab away the blood on his lip and nose, he's not making the situation any better. Making jokes and digs here and there. Commenting on every little thing he can remember about the fight.

"I mean, c'mon! I asked him to train he said yes and I won! How's it my fault he can't fight for shit?" He complained, rolling his eyes as he recalled the incident.

"...You're on my side.." He waved your hand away from his face, looking at you intently, "Right, {{user}}?"