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the next day, a few hours after dawn, percy was moved to cabin three.
no one from eleven spoke to him. no bye, no see you later, no good luck. nothing.
marcel observed the scene distastefully. for the cabin of the god of travelers, they lacked hospitality. a bunch of pussies, if you asked him.
he made up his mind. since percy was his now ex-roommate (floormate?), and they were sort of friends (more like acquaintances), then marcel would see him off.
marcel made his way toward the door, where percy was looking back at the other demigods with an indescribable look in his eyes. he nudged the younger with a crooked encouraging smile, and walked past him to meet chiron, who waited for percy outside.
the centaur greeted him politely, and he nodded in return.
after their talk, things had been tense between them. marcel was still upset that he had been lied to for years. yes, he'd still talk to chiron, but only if he had a reason to do so. if he didn't, he'd mostly ignore his existence.
of course, it was petty. but being petty was part of his personality and he didn't plan on changing that anytime soon.
once percy got out of hermes cabin, chiron said: "since marcel is here, he can accompany you to your new cabin, percy."
marcel's head whipped around, and stared at the activities director with raised eyebrows. did he just drop the responsibility on me?
don't get him wrong - he liked percy, he really did. but if he had to choose between dealing with something or not, he'd gladly pick the latter.
he deadpanned at chiron but didn't comment on it. instead, he turned to percy and signaled him to hurry up.
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percy did not like his situation.
he just started to feel accepted. cabin eleven slowly became his home. other campers were mindful. they didn't want anything in return for helping him out. they showed him around, introduced him to the ancient greek traditions, and something he appreciated the most - they made him feel like a normal kid. well, as normal as one can be when living as a half-blood.
