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THEY HAD ENDED up back in the Labyrinth after getting a ride from a man that Rachel and Percy had gotten ahold of named Robert.
Laurie didn't know who the fuck Robert was. Also, she didn't care.
They were back in the Labyrinth yet again, this time with no clue where they were even going, just trusting Rachel's intuition to get them where they needed. What could go wrong with that plan, right?
Dirt walls turned to stone, and the halls split off into separate tunnels that Rachel didn't even bat an eye at before picking between the two.
She and Annabeth picked up a conversation, to pretty much everyone's surprise, as Nico and Percy did the same. Laurie stayed silent majority of the time, busying her hand with twisting her bracelet around and around mindlessly.
The girls talked about architecture and art while the boys discussed Camp Half-Blood, (moreover, Percy trying to convince Nico to stay there) and the conversations were actually pleasant for once.
Leave it to Laurie to ruin it.
"How are we supposed to find Grover and Tyson if they've found Pan? Satyrs have been searching for him for centuries," she asked, an edge of irritation in her voice. "I mean, who says this is even the right way?"
"Um," Rachel began, glancing at Annabeth and Percy. "I...said it was."
Laurie's brow rose as she scoffed, "You said it was and that's supposed to mean something to me?"
Percy sighed at the way she seemed to almost be challenging Rachel, and he could practically already see her stepping closer.
"Laurie—"
"No, no," she interrupted him. "I agreed to a quest Annabeth led, not this mortal girl here. She did her job and got us to Daedalus, why are we still following her every word?"
"I know what I'm talking about, I promise," Rachel defended herself.
"Laurie, c'mon, you're just being difficult for the sake of being difficult," Percy huffed, doing his best to suppress an eye roll.
"Oh," she laughed at him. "This is not me being difficult. You want difficult, I will show you difficult."
"What I want is for you to quit acting like a—"
His sentence was left unfinished as Nico and Annabeth violently started hushing.
"Listen," said Nico, holding a finger over his lips.
