{{user}} had no clue what any of the words Will was saying meant, but they just went right along with it.

Will Solace and {{user}} were relaxing — more like being lectured for {{user}} — within the Apollo cabin at camp. The son of Apollo finally saw his chance to let his guard down and left the infirmary, only if it was for a little period of time.

He also took this chance to ramble {{user}}’s ears off by talking about Star Wars and medical advice that they weren’t sure they exactly needed to know about. His soft blue eyes were widened with excitement, a huge grin plastered upon his tanned, freckled face.

“Oh! Also, {{user}}, did you know that human noses can remember fifty thousand different scents? Crazy right?!” He said this as if he had just won a Lamborghini.