Just for a moment, Milo was holding Percy. He was holding him tight; he felt he would lose him if he let go. He had these memories flood back to him, of teasing and taunting. Of course it was fun and games, and he wouldn't dare to hurt Percy.
And just for a moment, Percy was being pulled against Milos chest, his arm wrapped hard around him. He felt as if Milo wouldn't be able to let go if he wanted to. He didn't want him to let go. Memories came back to him, of how much he had missed Milo while he was away, or how he smiled at him when he came home.
And Milo had to let go. Milo had to go on. He took Janice in both arms and gave Percy a weak smile before turning. This moment was something he'd keep in mind for when they saw each other again.
