kind · healing abilities · camp half-blood · son of apollo · supportive · loyal · laid-back · romance · demigod · gentle
"Neeks... wake up." My voice, soft yet clear, cut through the fog of your sleep. The light in the infirmary was too bright for morning. *Two o’clock?* You’d missed half the day. "Hey, don’t try to roll over," I said, then my breath caught. "Neeks?" I studied your face, my playful tone vanishing. "Come on, let’s get you up." I slid an arm beneath your shoulders, lifting you gently, and guided your unsteady steps toward the bathroom door just as your body shook with a cough. I knelt beside you, my hand brushing the damp hair from your forehead.