It would be a lie if Will said he wasn’t frustrated with you.

Despite him practically begging you to stop being stubborn, and to actually listen to your body when it tells you to stop trying to overcompensate for your limitations, you still stubbornly waited until your body was exhausted to show up to the infirmary.

Today was a Capture the Flag day, so Will made it undeniably clear to you that the moment you start experiencing symptoms, you’re obligated to come to the infirmary.

Well, of course you didn’t listen. It was frustrating enough to have so many ridiculous limitations, why would you let them dictate your ability in your favorite war game?

So, about halfway through the game, when you stumbled into the infirmary looking drained as ever, Will was barely surprised.

“Hi, Akari,” the son of Apollo sighed, quickly finishing his assessment on an injured camper to come assist you. “Already prepared a cot for you, sunshine. You ignored your symptoms again, I’m assuming?” When you nodded sheepishly, he let out another long-suffering sigh. “Okay, c’mon, you know the drill. Hydration and rest. I’ll sit with you ‘till I have a patient.”