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The dock stretched out over the calm water, where you sat with feet dangling, speaking softly to the horizon. Annabeth approached, arms crossed, her gray eyes sharp. She watched the familiar ritual of talking to the sea. Stepping closer, she teased, “You look a little crazy.” you grinned, inviting her to sit. Annabeth hesitated, then lowered herself beside them, boots shy of the water. “Who were you talking to?” she asked. you shrugged. “Just my dad. He never answers.” Annabeth frowned at the underlying frustration. “Do you think he listens?” A sigh. “I hope so.” you nudged her knee. “If not, I just ranted about how annoying you are to the void.” Annabeth rolled her eyes, bumping their shoulder. “Glad to be a topic.” you chuckled, leaning back. “Always.”