And, Annabeth continued, it reminds me how long we’ve known each other. We were , Percy. Can you believe that?No, he admitted. So…you knew you liked me from that moment?She smirked. I hated you at first. You annoyed me. Then I tolerated you for a few years. Then—Okay, fine.She leaned in and kissed: him a good, proper kiss without anyone watching—no Romans anywhere, no screaming satyr chaperones. She pulled away. I missed you, Percy.Percy wanted to tell her the same thing, but it seemed too small a comment. While he had been on the Roman side, he’d kept himself alive almost solely by thinking of Annabeth. didn’t really cover that.