[...he didn't really expect her to believe him. he was always told to keep his stories from strangers, but this was a strange place in general and there's probably a chance she would think eventually that he was making it all up.]

Uhh...

[that'd all honestly been a blur.

he fiddled with the gray streak in his hair that was starting to grow out, but he knew it was still there. it'd only been a couple of years since it'd happened, but...]

Normally you couldn't do it. It'd kill most people. [almost killed him and Annabeth both] I was helping someone...and it was the heaviest thing you could ever hold in your life.