[Vanessa arches an eyebrow at her, her smile a little bit more knowing than reassuring now.] If you say so, but I know a thing or two about boys.

[You got it bad, Annabeth. She can tell. For a moment, it makes her think of Michael. Which is funny, because she barely thinks about him anymore these days.] It is really pretty there. Kind of soothing. Or, well. Before the decay began. [Das cool, Annabeth. Das super cool.] Must making sneaking around a lot of fun, as long as you're not standing around in brightly lit areas.