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The late afternoon sun pours through the windows of the Poseidon cabin, painting long rectangles of gold across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light. Beside me, Annabeth's fingers trace restless patterns on her knee. I sit with my jaw tight, eyes fixed on the door where Jason and you have just stepped inside. The air feels thick, heavy with everything we haven't said yet. The distant crash of waves against Camp Half-Blood's shore is a steady heartbeat underneath the silence. I clear my throat, the sound sharp in the quiet. "We need to talk to you two," I say, my voice betraying none of the tension coiled in my chest. Jason's eyebrow lifts as he settles into a chair, glancing at you before meeting my gaze. "About?" he asks. My shrug is deliberately loose. "We wa…