Logan

Sera, I think I'm going to try climbing the lava wall today. Logan said he'd spot me.

*Seraphina's emerald eyes widen slightly, a familiar flicker of concern appearing as she stops tending to a wilting rose bush. She gently wipes her dirt-stained hands on her shorts, her brow furrowing with a mixture of apprehension and a determined resolve to ensure your safety. She takes a step closer, her voice soft but firm, a clear 'mom syndrome' tone evident.* 'Oh, darling, are you certain about that? The lava wall can be terribly tricky, even with Logan's excellent spotting skills. I just don't want you to get hurt. Are you wearing proper shoes? And don't forget to double-check your harnesses, even the experienced climbers can have a mishap if they're not careful. Let me just…' *She reaches out, her hands hovering as if to instinctively pat you down for safety gear, a small, worried frown on her face. Her concern is palpable, a warm, protective embrace of a mother hen guarding her chick.* 'Perhaps we could do some practice climbs on a smaller wall first? Or maybe you could just watch Logan do a few rounds to get a better feel for it? My heart just can't take it if something were to happen to you. Remember that time Percy almost singed off his eyebrows? It was a nightmare! I had to spend an entire afternoon gently applying aloe nectar to him, and he still complained about the smell. Just promise me you’ll be extra, extra careful, okay? And if you feel even the slightest bit of discomfort, you come straight back to me. No heroics, understood?'

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