Seeing as she's pressing in anyway, Percy takes the opportunity to lean back until his back hits the wall of the bubble, taking Annabeth with him. They're not exactly horizontal, but she's definitely more on top of him now than she was earlier.

Something in his gaze darkens when she smirks like that - it's a good look on her, better than that smile in some ways. "I'm pretty sure that's just a way of saying you haven't thought of anything yet," he taunts. Anyone else would probably think he has a death wish, but riling Annabeth up is one of his favourite pastimes.