It might happen again soon enough. Apparently there's no real pattern to it. [Only yeah let's avoid the zombies this time.]

[Annabeth rolls her eyes, but uses him as leverage to help herself down anyway. As if she could ever seriously think of him as misogynist in any way at this point in their lives.] It's fine, Percy. It wasn't even a bad break. [She wriggles her castless foot around to prove it, once back on the ground; maybe it aches a little, but she doesn't let that show.] Ambrosia works like a charm, in case you've forgotten.