“When I get back next summer,” she said, “we’ll hunt down Luke. We’ll ask for a quest, but if we don’t get approval, we’ll sneak of and do it anyways. Agreed?”
“Sounds like a plan worthy of Athena.”
She held out her hand. I shook it.
“Take care, Seaweed Brain,” Annabeth told me. “Keep your eyes open.”
“You too, Wise Girl.”