she pulled away. 'i missed you, percy.' percy wanted to tell her the same thing, but it seemed to small a comment. while he had been on the roman side, he'd kept himself alive almost solely by thinking of annabeth. /i missed you/ didn't really cover that.
she looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that i was still here. and i realized i was doing the same thing. the world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.