Well, he's learning and that's kind of the point. Annabeth can forgive him for his blunders because he's just so earnest about them.

"Mm." For a moment, Annabeth simply stays where she is, breathing Percy in, relishing in his warmth and this one moment of calm before the inevitable storm they're going to have to deal with.

Ah, the life of a demigod. There truly is no rest for them.

"There's a lot I want to do to Gaia right now, drop-kicking her being the gentlest of the options running in my head," she says, breaking away from him. She'll keep her hand in his though, unless Percy has an issue with that.

"Surprisingly, though? This has nothing to do with her. Or any of the other gods, Greek or Roman."