@darephi: rest. you're going to need it.
she doesn't know how she could possibly rest, knowing he's somewhere out there, alone, possibly in danger— the rational, sensible part of annabeth knows that rachel is right, that she can't possibly keep working on overdrive, that her body's going to shut down on her before she could find percy, and who is that going to help? “ i don't know how, ” annabeth admits, allowing a glance toward the mouth of rachel's cave, dreading returning to her cabin, knowing that was what she'd done the night he disappeared. “ just knowing he's out there, no memories, just like jason... ” leo could not build the ship fast enough, but annabeth's tried to be patient, tried not to rush him. “ what if we're too late? ”