[ for a second or two, he hesitates. this is different from cuddling on the couch. this is percy's bed. the one he shared with annabeth. and though he can tell that percy is moving on, given the way her belongings are slowly being packed away, he wonders if it's really okay to just... slide into percy's bed.

the temptation is too strong to ignore, though, and he's soon sliding in next to percy. the bed is warm, comfortable even, and different from the one he shares with will. he tries not to think about it too much as he draws his knees to his chest. ]

It doesn't really work that way. I mean, sometimes I can go to sleep and navigate to other people's dreams, but I have to have permission to do that here. Otherwise, I can't really just... make myself sleep.