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Kymopoliea pov
I was wrong I shouldn’t have let Percy go to Atlantis, it's sooo boring without him. I don’t have anyone to do fun shit with today.
Melinoë, and Makaria are too busy with a family weekend, chaysor is doing who knows what, Percy is of course with their father, and my grandparents have their date night today. Who else, can I bother?
At the perfect opt-tune moment my darling priest starts praying. Perfect he’ll do, to keep me company this weekend. Also, I can fish out information on my Kraken.
“Hello little priest”
Yep, still funny, seeing him jump and try to compose himself.
“Hello lady Kymopoliea, it's wonderful to see you again”
So formal, maybe Percy was right, maybe he should train the respect out of him.
“I need of you, but don’t worry you’ll be heavily compensated for it”
Heavily, because oh my gods does he always wear the 3 same outfits, I understand the look he is going for English Teacher, softcore vibes, but come on sweetheart you desperately need more clothes.
Hmm, I wonder what Jason wants to study at college, if his outfit is anything too by, maybe English literature. A noble pursuit, if I do say so.
“oh, course my Lady, what do you need of me?” he asked while bowing his head. Ahh this isn’t going to be much fun if he continues to do that.
“Little priest, no need of such formalities, no need to bow constantly, I would like us to be at least coworkers, on our endeavor.
And what I need of you, is to answer some questions about my baby brother.”
Jason on his part had a conflicted look on his face, “ill gladly answer your question but if I think Percy would not like me answering it or a secret my lady I will refuse to answer.”
Oh fabulous, I'll put him on the list of who I can fully trust with my brother. “Yes, yes, of course, come along to my temple.”
Before he could reply I snap my hands and we are in my temple, my priest on his part tumbled nearly falling, it never gets old.
Sitting down on a bench and invited Jason to sit with me.
Cutting to the point I ask, “Do you think my brother is suicidal?”
“What?” Jason exclaims.
I understood his outburst not every day you have a goddess asking you if your friend is suicidal.
“Is my kelpie suicidal, I'm worried about him.”, though with my company he seems happy, how much of that is he faking? I hear his prayers and some days it's downright depressive, and I have not forgotten his first one.
My little brother has fought two wars, and seen things no child should ever see, I know he has been to Tarturus, even though we do not discuss it. I see the worry in Sally and Paul's eyes. How much is my baby suffering?
Jason stares at me for a long time, before he sits at the bench next to me. “My lady, I'm ashamed to say that I do believe he is passively suicidal. While he might never pull a trigger, he would jump in front of a deadly blow to protect someone.”
I sigh in relief, that I do not have to worry about Percy killing himself.
“On the Argo two, he discussed with me some troubling thoughts he had, after our battle.
He could have easily escaped but he didn’t. when he talked to me, I tried to blow it off, not knowing how I could have helped, especially as we were sailing off to defeat Gaia.”
He looked down at his lap, “I noticed he was struggling and kept an eye out though, I will not repeat what he said to me confidence though.”
I nod, “Thank you Jason for your honesty. I will admit I'm quite mad that you tried to blow it off, but I'm thankful you have kept an eye on him.”
“No problem my lady, Percy and I are friends. I will look out for him, is there anything else you need of me?”
I could say no and leave, though I did not want our conversation to end on a dark topic, “Do you know what my brother might want to study at college, while I continued to read his school assignments, he gave no hint of what he wants to do?”
Jason let out a broken laugh, “I cannot help you, nor do I think Percy can. He used to want to marine biology, though he changed his mind thinking it would be too much like cheating.”
“Drats, how can I help him get into college if nobody knows what he wants to do.”