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storiedhistories · 8 months
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@stygicniron fell into my trap!
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If there was one thing Aster could tell, it was when someone was hurting. He wasn't a telepath or anything like that, not in the strictest sense of the word (especially when those mostly existed in fiction). But he was very attuned to other people, and he had developed that skill over the years, both professionally and personally. (It probably helped that his father was Dionysus, but right now, that was beside the point.)
Nico had been talking with the camp director as well as Aster for a little while now, and it seemed to be helping, to some extent.
"Come on in, Nico," Aster said when he saw the boy standing in the doorway of his office. "Make yourself comfortable," he added, moving to sit in the chair where he usually did upon meeting with campers. "Can I get you anything before we get started?"
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