(Will nods his head. He only just barely knows the story of Minos but enough to know what Nico is talking about. He doesn't judge him for any of it though. He was a kid and he had no where else to go and Will almost wanted to curse himself for not knowing about it but that would have been stupid. He would have never had any way of knowing.

He frowns hard then when Nico claims to not have felt very welcomed at camp and there's a curl of anger, frustration at the other campers. He had never in all of his time at camp understood the way people felt towards Hades or his children. He doesn't interrupt Nico's story though.

Will's grip on Nico's arm tightens. The idea of Nico having to go through all of that and mostly alone...Yet he related. He hated sitting around doing nothing.

Then it gets to Tartarus and Will turns to face Nico some and he decides fuck it. He moves his hand the rest of the way down and grabs Nico's hand. A flood of warmth seeps out of Will and into Nico and he has this determined sort of gleam in his eyes.)

I don't care that I'm not at camp. I've never been someone picked for quests and I never will be someone picked for quests. I want to help too and maybe I am used to being at camp but I've always been ready to do what has to be done and now that counts being here. With you. And sorry to say but now that I'm here, I'm keeping you in my line of sight. Those other campers? They're jerks and they don't know what they're talking about. But I like you, Nico. I want to be your friend and you're always welcome with me, okay? Thanks for telling me. I know you didn't have to but- it. I understand you a little better now. It's - that's nice.