[ normally, she would've had something to say to that sarcastic remark, but she lets it linger in the air. she rolls her eyes, attempting to douse the flames of annoyance that still burn there. he's doing that thing that percy does sometimes when they get into their stupid fights over nothing. she forgets sometimes how similar percy and luke used to be, how percy used to look up to him, idolize him. she never really understood it, still doesn't, really, but she and luke have known each other a lot longer — not as long as thalia or annabeth, but long enough that she knows there's nothing worth idolizing. he's just as frustrating as every other boy on this planet.
in her annoyance — and partially because of his; she can't be sure, but she swears he'd started walking faster — she's fallen behind, and has to run to catch up to him at the next light, latching onto his arm just to keep him tethered so he won't fly off like those stupid shoes he used to have. she's still upset but not angry; the fire has died from her eyes and she looks more conflicted now than anything. she almost apologizes for yelling earlier, but again it gets caught in her throat before she can say it and something else entirely comes out. ]
You walk too fast.
[ it's not even meant to be an insult, she's just stating the facts. it doesn't help that his legs are impossibly long, and even being as tall as she is for a girl, she has a hard time keeping up — especially considering he's a son of hermes. honestly, it's a miracle she didn't get lost in the crowd. ]
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in her annoyance — and partially because of his; she can't be sure, but she swears he'd started walking faster — she's fallen behind, and has to run to catch up to him at the next light, latching onto his arm just to keep him tethered so he won't fly off like those stupid shoes he used to have. she's still upset but not angry; the fire has died from her eyes and she looks more conflicted now than anything. she almost apologizes for yelling earlier, but again it gets caught in her throat before she can say it and something else entirely comes out. ]
You walk too fast.
[ it's not even meant to be an insult, she's just stating the facts. it doesn't help that his legs are impossibly long, and even being as tall as she is for a girl, she has a hard time keeping up — especially considering he's a son of hermes. honestly, it's a miracle she didn't get lost in the crowd. ]