She watches Vanessa go up, feeling a huge wave of relief when her friend reaches the top. The cliff shrunk a little further in the process, because it looks even less a trip now.

Tentatively, Annabeth begins climbing herself. It's slow, her limbs still shaky, but it's easier, doable, now that she's not being pulled down. Even if her ankle feels sore from the whole thing. She grabs the ledge on the top, pulls herself onto solid ground.

For a moment, she just sits there. Takes in the fact that she's not falling, that she's actually kneeling. She looks over at Vanessa, and before she even thinks about what she's doing, before she even realizes it, she leans forward to press her forehead into her friend's shoulder and closes her eyes. She probably should use the fact that she's out of the pit and safe to do more, to actually get out of this place, but she doesn't have the energy at the moment to do much more.