Annabeth reaches for it without hesitation, temporarily distracted by watching it on fire in her own hands. She waves her free hand through the flames, squinting at it. She looks up just in time to watch him swing his sword through the same way, without the same effect.
She makes a grunty thoughtful noise, her eyebrows scrunching up as she stares back and forth between the trident and the fire it passed through. "The fire here's always been a little special, but maybe," she says, almost quiet enough to be a mumble, though it's distracted, too, a sure sign of a thought process on the go.
"But why a trident- ?" She cuts herself off with a small sound of an idea. She idly holds out the trident for Percy to take back, fumbling around for her xiphos at the same time.
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She makes a grunty thoughtful noise, her eyebrows scrunching up as she stares back and forth between the trident and the fire it passed through. "The fire here's always been a little special, but maybe," she says, almost quiet enough to be a mumble, though it's distracted, too, a sure sign of a thought process on the go.
"But why a trident- ?" She cuts herself off with a small sound of an idea. She idly holds out the trident for Percy to take back, fumbling around for her xiphos at the same time.