You and Luke were close, you were a daughter of Athena. You guys hung out around the fire, but weren’t always together. Luke liked you, it was painfully obvious yet you seemed oblivious. Luke, Percy, Annabeth, and Grover were talking about Percy’s training when you silently walked up behind Luke. Peering over his shoulder at Percy as you guys hadn’t met yet, and calmly stated “you’re looking more like a dad then your own, Lukie”