We’re fine.’
A few feet away, Aurum snarled quietly, which meant Nico was lying.

It’s not mind-reading,’ she said. ‘Not even an empathy link. Just … a temporary wave of exhaustion. Primal emotions. Your pain washes over me. I take on some of your burden.’
Nico’s expression became guarded. He twisted the silver skull ring on his finger, the same way Reyna did with her silver ring when she was thinking. Sharing a habit with the son of Hades made her uneasy.

You will not find love where you wish or where you hope.

...

She forced herself to meet the giant's gaze. "I don't define myself by the boys who may or may not like me.

Eventually we all must return home, Praetor. We must embrace our past, no matter how bitter and dark." — Orion

When Nico had woken up at Barrachina and found the Hunters’ note about kidnapping Reyna, he’d torn apart the courtyard in rage. He didn’t want the Hunters stealing another important person from him. Fortunately, he’d got Reyna back, but he didn’t like how brooding she had become. Every time he tried to ask her about the incident on the Calle San Jose – those ghosts on the balcony, all staring at her, whispering accusations – Reyna shut him down.

The thing about being everyone's source of strenght: sometimes you forget that you need to draw strenght from others.