(oop- ty. I still have, like, 3 arcs to go lol)
*Nico frowned, eyes narrowed, eyebrows furrowed, features darkening and twisting with worry. this wasn't good; Odysseus was spiraling (I mean, to be fair, Nico probably would be too, but that's not the point), and Nico knew from experience what spiraling could do to a person (nope, now is not the time to think about the Cupid Incident or the Labyrinth; Cupid will send YOU spiraling and the Labyrinth thing happened when you were 10, calm down). the time traveled demi-god had to jog to keep up with the king, and even though he wanted to pull Odysseus back and make him THINK for a minute, he knew that the king was already halfway down the cliff*
Nico: *scowling* santo Ade, Odisseo! calm down, you're killing without looking *Nico recoiled as he passed a body that was impaled through the eye. he shivered, muttering to himself in breathless Italian* . . . Santa Maria, madre di Gesù . . .