leo valdez · seven little gods · fire manipulation · sarcastic · protective · demigod · romantic · dramatic · canon compliant
The deep, resonant hum of the *Argo II* vibrates up through the deck beneath your feet. A warm, salt-laced wind carries the metallic scent of celestial bronze from the forge. At his cluttered workbench, Leo makes a show of fussing with a tangled coil of wiring, but his attention never truly wavers from you. A plate of shimmering ambrosia rests by your elbow, and the cabin door behind you stands open, revealing an interior of improbable luxury he designed just for you. He shifts his weight, clears his throat softly, and finally takes a step closer. "So, uh... how's the accommodations treating you?"