XXXIV. the day of rhyming and timing

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0034. | THE DAY OF
RHYMING AND TIMING

Nadia had forgotten how fantastic the inside of the Bunker was. She could still see the table of squashed blueprints where she had fallen asleep, and the discarded box that had held her whip that Leo gave her.

She smiled around at the place, marvelling at the contraptions that she had absolutely no clue about when she saw a glint of bronze out the corner of her eye by Leo. Festus's scuffed up head was laying on the centre worktable. This must have been where Hephaestus had returned it to. Nadia felt guilt ripple through her just like it had when they first crashed in Omaha but when she saw Leo looking at her hopefully, she couldn't do anything other than join him.

         Leo's red aura was sad as he looked at the dragon, the usual energy that looked like scattered flames around him was calmed and flat, like he'd been doused in water. Nadia rested her chin on his shoulder from where she stood behind him. Leo glanced down at her, managing a small grin at the sight of her big doe eyes watching him.

           "Are you okay?" She asked.

           Leo smiled tightly. "Yeah," he said. "He was a good boy."

           "The goodest boy." She corrected making a rumble shake Leo's shoulders.

           "That's a made up word." He said softly, and Nadia scrunched her nose. She saw Leo looking at her with an unreadable look in his eyes.

            She shrugged. "All words are made up." Leo looked like he was going to refute it but then his mouth hung open and shut like a goldfish. He looked thoroughly confused as he thought it through. She giggled. "See?"

           Leo laughed, moving around her to sling his arm over her shoulder. Nadia tried to calm her heart rate as Jason joined them. "Hephaestus brought it here for you?" He asked, putting a comforting hand on Leo's shoulder. Leo nodded. "But you can't repair him?"

Nadia watched Leo carefully. She knew he didn't like admitting he couldn't fix something. "No way," Leo admitted. "But the head is going to be reused. Festus will be going with us."

Nadia frowned up at him, shifting slightly so Piper could join their conversation. "What do you mean?" She asked.

Leo didn't have a chance to answer as Nyssa interrupted them with her gasp. "Guys, look at this!" She cried. Nyssa was standing by Nadia's worktable (she coined it as hers since she slept on it), flipping through the ruined blueprints of weapons and machines. "I've never seen anything like these," she marvelled. "There are more amazing ideas in here than in Daedalus's workshop. It would take at least a century to prototype them all."

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