it was in that moment that nico felt a jarring twist in his gut. 𝑠𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝘩𝑖𝑚. nico took steps forward, frame towering over hers just slightly as his brows pinched together. he believed that if he waited ↴
long enough, phoebe would make it back home without knowing about nico's fate in camp. but upon learning this new information, he refused to allow her to severe her own head in remaining here when there was no hope for him. ↴
phoebe was indeed right. she wasn't alone. she'd never be alone. when all was over, she had an invitation back to sparta. while he, burned his bridge to ithica, upon granting ajax his own ticket home. he was so close, ↴
he thought. so close to returning to a place where he felt it was the only place that wanted him. only to allow his guilt to wash over him and do the very thing he was told to 𝑛𝑜𝑡 do; let ajax return to narnia. ↴
she said it for him, though it had been words that nico would rather swallow and let it consume him than speak them out in the open. but she knew, of course she knew. that was always nico's downfall, thinking that he had ↴
everyone fooled. thinking that he could fool 𝘩𝑒𝑟. he refused the eye contact, believing it would make it easier on him to hear those words from her, but it stung all the same. because he knew the true message behind it. ↴
for a moment, nico exhaled and refused the eye contact. but only because he knew she had been right. there was a reluctant shake of his head before his gaze traveled to her once more. “ talking was always ajax's thing, ↴
truth was, nico wasn't sure why he did it. somehow, he felt as if he didn't have her attention, he'd drift away into someone that never even mattered. part of him grieved the loss of ajax, while the other suffered the ↴

















