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CHAPTER VII —— TOO HIGH FOR COMFORT.
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It was silent for a long time, Mare had shuffled her backpack off her body and in front of her, careful to not let it fall. Sure, Leo had supplies, but he'd never even heard of a quest before today so Mare wasn't ready to put all her faith into him yet.
"Shut up, me," Leo spoke suddenly.
"What?" Piper asked, leaning forward.
"Nothing," the son of Hephaestus said. "Long night. I think I'm hallucinating. It's cool."
Mare's faith only walked further away from Leo, and back towards herself. The idea of a sleepless, hallucinating demigod driving the dragon they were currently on wasn't exactly a comforting one.
"Just joking." Leo said, like he hadn't dropped a major bomb on them. Mare wasn't sure if she believed him. "So what's the plan, bro? You said something about catching wind, or breaking wind, or something?"
Jason laid out their game plan, as they flew over New England. Mare hadn't realised before how many cities had New in their name. First, they were to find Boreas and ask him politely for information, or Mare would hopefully be able to manipulate him into giving them the information. Hallucination manipulation came in handy more times than people thought.
