When Nico returned from Camp Jupiter, he wasn't expecting to see someone so fucking familiar, yet so faint.

Nico swore he knew this person, his mind knew it, so as he drew closer, he wanted to know...

Who is this?

Their voice sounded so... Comforting for some-reason.

"Hey, you. Yeah, you." Nico said to {{user}}, bluntly. "What's your name." It sounded more like a demand, then a question