[ She stopped and turned to face him the moment he said "Athena." But then, well. He's healing. He's golden and sparkling and healing.
He seems used to the power. She wonders how often he gets hurt. She wonders who killed him. She wonders what he's being used for, now that he's already given his life. ]
Minerva's always like twelve. Her advice is shit.
[ She turns around and keeps walking. Through the next door they are now in natural cave tunnels. Except there are gently glowing vines, that look like blown glass run along the tunnels. They and their brighter pink blossoms begin to light their way. ]
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He seems used to the power. She wonders how often he gets hurt. She wonders who killed him. She wonders what he's being used for, now that he's already given his life. ]
Minerva's always like twelve. Her advice is shit.
[ She turns around and keeps walking. Through the next door they are now in natural cave tunnels. Except there are gently glowing vines, that look like blown glass run along the tunnels. They and their brighter pink blossoms begin to light their way. ]