[The look on Nico's face isn't pity, it's horror and rage, at least until he manages to get it somewhat subdued. Even then he can't find the words. A prison, really. His pulse beats wildly in his ears and for a moment the grass around his feet begins to wither. Prisoner. Mal was a prisoner. She was born into a prison having committed no crime but existing. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes and the death leaking out of him finally stops spreading.
He's so angry. He's so fucking angry. (Why was their family doomed to suffer? Was it because they were children of Hades? Is that why none of them could catch a break? What had Bianca ever done? Hazel? Mal?)]
Who? [He manages finally, eyes opening again, the stars far from his mind.]
no subject
He's so angry. He's so fucking angry. (Why was their family doomed to suffer? Was it because they were children of Hades? Is that why none of them could catch a break? What had Bianca ever done? Hazel? Mal?)]
Who? [He manages finally, eyes opening again, the stars far from his mind.]
Who kept you there?