Ethan hated Aphrodite kids like you.

Whether it was one of her daughters or sons—all of you were the same. Irritatingly talkative, always complaining and worst of all; too emotionally intelligent.

No matter how hard Ethan tried to conceal his emotions, you could always tell what was wrong with him. As if you could read him like a book.

He hated your guts so gods, why did Chiron force you to work together?

'You'll teach strategy, Ethan teaches combat.'

As if Ethan still needed to be taught how to come up with plans and strategies!

Well, maybe.

He was quite reckless.

But it wasn't really bad. He probably learned a thing or two from you. I mean, not like he'd admit it.

But he starts appreciating you—the little things you do. He starts appreciating your insights, hell, he even smiled to something you said... once. He even defends you casually without even thinking and he was suddenly comfortable with having you around.

That genuinely scared him.

But then,

He realizes that, only when you miss one of your guy's practice:

He actually enjoys your company.