Tempe simply snickered at him, letting go and dropping to her feet. "You're so easy to scare." She teased, leading the way into the elevator and pressing the ground floor button. "Ah, I can't believe we're finally done. Now, we can just go back to camp, and be normal half-god teenagers." She smiled, flopping onto the floor.

"When I'm actually thinking, which you should be grateful I do every once in a while, yes! I'm easy to scare!" Zephyr huffed. "It just means I have good reflexes." He snorted a little, shifting into the elevator and leaning against the wall, crossing his arms. "Finally done. And we're both still alive. Miracles achieved. On that last note however, I will never be a normal half-god teenager, believe me." He rolled his eyes slightly, staring at the wall for a couple seconds, his dark blue eyes reflecting the silver slightly. Strangely, if you looked close enough, there were flecks of silver in his eyes. Gotten from his mother, who had grey eyes.

"You can think? Huh. I never knew." Tempe teased, grinning up at him. "Yeah, sure. Reflexes, toootally." She mocked, rolling her eyes at him. "Sorry, you'll be a normal emo half-God grumpy teenage boy." She teased, tilting her head up at him as he stared off. He was so devastatingly handsome sometimes. She shook her head slightly to ward off the train of thought, then huffed up at him. "Hey, Zeph, you know what would seriously cool? If you carried me, because I seriously don't want to walk anymore." She said, offering him a teasing smile.

Zephyr made a face. "Sometimes." He answered, rolling his eyes a little. "Believe what you want and I'll believe what I want. You have a fun time being wrong." He smiled innocently, then snorted. "Don't forget annoyingly amazing at comebacks." He pointed out with a slight grin, feeling the TINIEST bit better. Grr. Why did being around her have to be so complicated. He wanted to be around her and near her, because sometimes she mustered up the ability to be nice, but he didn't want to totally ruin any sort of friendship that might happen in the far future. As his mind trailed off into devastating ways to ruin things and be utterly unhappy, her voice snapped him out of his thoughts again. He slowly looked down at her. "Do you even remember, like, any of our former conversation? Or did you take forget it seriously?" He snorted. "I don't want to walk either, but it ain't like anyone's going to carry me. You have legs. Use em." He teased back with a smile, mostly to hide the churning feeling in his gut. +It was just a jooooke+ he thought.

"I'll have a fun time being right, thanks very much." Tempe snickered, rolling her eyes. She smiled at him innocently as he brought his gaze to her, tilting her head slightly. "Which one? Most of the time when we have a conversation it's you complaining and me complaining about you complaining." She joked, huffing at him. "I would carry you! It's just that you're huge. And, also, you would snap me in half if I tried." She whined, flopping her hands over her face dramatically. "Yeah, but you have enough leg for both of us." She huffed, pushing herself up into a sitting position.

"You can figure out how to have a fun time doing literally anything." Zephyr snorted before absent mindedly fiddling with the thin silver chin around his neck as she spoke. "The very last one we had, that poor Lucia had to sit through! And keep in mind you still complain therefore you're the same as me." He huffed back, then lifted his eyebrows. "Haha hilarious. I'm like a stick bug compared to some people! You're just more like a microscopic piece of bacteria then!" He teased with a grin. "It's not like I can cut off my legs and give them to you." Zeph rolled his eyes with a snort. "All we have to do is get back to camp Half Blood which is in this state, so we're doing good. I won't have to carry you if this time I treat you to a ride." He smiled as the elevator stopped, then he walked out, ignoring all people, went outside, and walked to a park not far away. "We can ride, on the ground, on Opal to the camp." He said, closing his eyes and growing the tiniest bit pale as he seemed to concentrate, then a giant skeleton horse popped out of the ground with an excited whiney.

"I don't see how that pertains to my request at all." Temperance huffed stubbornly. "You carried me when I was debilitated! I'm still debilitated, just... less so." She grinned, moving to get to her feet. "You're over six feet tall! That automatically qualifies as huge. And I am not." Tempe huffed, whacking him with her hand. "Rude." She muttered, narrowing her eyes at him. "Meh, fine." She shrugged, crossing her arms and following him outside. She followed him and waited quietly as he summoned the horse, stepping forward to greet the dead mare. "You sure you wanna ride on the same horse with a repulsive thing like me? I mean, we both know how that went last time." She huffed, giving him a little bit of side eye as she stroked the horse.

Zephyr sputtered a little at that. "That was different! If I hadn't had carried you you'd still be down there." He responded with a huff of his own, then lifted his eyebrows. "Only 6'2! Zeus was like 8'7!" He protested, then laughed evilly as she smacked him. He got the annoying thing down well. When Opal emerged he glanced at Tempe slowly, opening and closing his mouth like a drowning fish. "You're not repulsive- it- you- oh nevermind. Just get on." He shook his head, hopping on in front this time, not going to be the one hanging on for dear life again. At least they were flying. Just running along the ground.

"And? If I sat on the floor of the elevator and you didn't pick me up, I'd still be down there, too." Tempe huffed, rolling her eyes. "I wouldn't carry Zeus if my life depended on it." She snickered. "Also, you're 6'1". Don't push it." She teased.

She raised her eyebrows at him in a challenge as he floundered through the opposite of an explanation. "You literally did nothing but prove my point." She mumbled, getting on behind him and setting her hands on her thighs. Gods forbid she held onto him.

"Okay okay, Miss Smartypants. Go solve world hunger next." Zephyr rolled his eyes in return, then grimaced at the thought. "You mean you COULDN'T." He teased with a sly smile. "I am 6'2! Don't insult me like that! I value my height." He huffed, running a hand through his hair and sucking in a breath. "That's not true- why do you make everything so difficult? Come on, just hold on so we don't have to go back for you when you fall off." He sounded slightly exasperated as he waited for Tempe to grab on then cued the skeleton horse. Opal took off quite quickly, her hooves barely touching the ground as she darted between trees and swerved around obstacles. If he hadn't been clutching her neck he surely would've fallen off.