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[dandylicious]

[So, here's a familiar Aphrodite kid sitting outside his cabin...]

Hey, so... I know there's a lot on our minds and all... And I don't want to make it worse or anything? But the biggest way I know how to help is by distraction?

So... while we're all freaking out over the followers of Lyacon and everything, I want to offer one less thing for you to freak out over. If you need help wooing someone for Valentine's Day, I'm offering my help with that... Flower delivery and I'll even read your love letters to them.

[And, he promises NOT to flirt with your crush! Look at how sweet a deal you're getting!]

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[ensared]

[ He takes that in silently, brow furrowed. A simple nod is all he needs to respond with at Lydia's commentary on Annie and Finnick. She believes it, and Annie trusts Finnick. The least Gale can do is try.

Still, he has his reservations. ] As far as I know, that wasn't some kind of ritual at Jupiter as it was here. It just happened, and like it or not, amokinesis can't always be controlled. That is what I'm worried about.

[lefthandedgenius]

[She's silent for a moment.]

There's no way I can prove to you that I'm not influencing you. Or that Finnick isn't influencing Annie. But neither of us would ever do that intentionally to either of you and I'll swear that by any god you want to name.

[The corner of her mouth quirks.] I guess you get to decide if I'm worth the risk. And that's not a decision you should be forced to make until you know your own measure.

[ensared]

[ This isn't where Gale would have wanted this conversation to go. Not at all. Honestly, he'd just as soon not be having it at all, but he's learned that Lydia is a persistent girl when she finds something of interest. The idea that he qualifies as such is... pleasant, exciting, and startling all at once.

But that promise, while not an oath on the Styx, is enough. There's still a part of him that's debating whether this is worth the risk or not, but there's a quieter voice speaking up against it now, the one Gale has been pointedly ignoring up to now.

The one that admits that he does, in fact, like Lydia, a daughter of Aphrodite. But Gale has a reputation among the Fifth for saying things that likely shouldn't be said, and sometimes doing things that could get him in far more trouble than any of them might like to admit, regardless of the risk involved - as he sighs in resignation, he realizes the same rules still apply here in the Greek camp. Shaking his head in mild frustration - at himself, not at all with Lydia - he takes another step forward and leans down just enough that he can kiss her, using that action to convey the apology he isn't quite ready to voice.. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

You should - [wait, and think about it, is what she's going to say, but is interrupted when Gale kisses her. Which is him kissing her which is mind-blowing in and of itself. Kissing him back seems like the most natural thing in the world, and when she pulls her head back to look up at him whatever clever thing she might have had in her head is just gone.]

[ensared]

[ He's expecting her to say something when they do pull away, maybe to pick up where she left off. But she doesn't, and she looks almost as surprised now as he was just a moment ago. ]

You're not just a daughter of Aphrodite, [ he tells her plainly. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

[She smiles up at him.] But being one isn't so bad.

[It's hard to put a word to what she's feeling, but that it's not her doing it to him, that it's his choice, she puts all her hope in that. She wants him to kiss her again. But...]

I really don't want to now, but we should go back to getting ready.