Nico snorted and began to stir. “Wh-what—?” “It’s okay,” Will reassured him. “You’re with friends.” “Friends?” Nico sat up, bleary-eyed. “Friends.” Will gave us a warning look, as if suggesting we shouldn’t startle Nico with any sudden moves. I gathered Nico was a grumpy napper like his father, Hades. Wake up Hades prematurely and you were likely to end up as a nuclear-blast shadow on his bedroom wall. Nico rubbed his eyes and frowned at me. I tried to look harmless. “Apollo,” he said. “Right. I remember.” “Good,” Will said. “But you’re still groggy. Have a Kit Kat.” “Yes, doctor,” Nico
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