Percy sighed, slowly stepping out of Annabeth's room.

"I'm sorry, I never meant for it to spin this way..." he leaned against the door, looking at the ground.

Piper walked up to him, frowning, "You alright?"

"Describe alright," He looked at her, "the guilt's finally getting to me."

"For what?"

"For everything. I just... I just wish..."

He never got to finish his sentence.