[ gazing at percy for a few seconds, he considers the idea of encroaching on percy's nighttime wanderings. he can't deny that he's quite a bit curious, wonders what percy dreams about, thinks about. might he see himself in those dreams? it wouldn't surprise him, because demigods often dream about each other, but usually in the context of peeking in on what the other is doing. so maybe percy doesn't dream about him. maybe he dreams about annabeth more.

nico plucks at the comforter for a few seconds before looking back up at percy. a wry grin forms on his lips as his shoulders lift and fall in a shrug. ]

It can't be all that bad. At least, I assume it's not full of kelp. [ a beat. ] Does that mean you... want me to, then? Maybe not right now, but, I don't know. Sometime?