[Demigods only had other demigods. It was something Luke had thought once upon a time before he decided even demigods couldn't help him and he'd broken off on his own. Luke Castellan had led a very long-yet-short life filled to the bring with anger and bitterness and loneliness that he sometimes found people to fill the gaps with. There had been Thalia, of course, and Annabeth, too, but at the end of his life he'd nearly lost everything.

So really, he gets it completely. They're in the elevator and heading back up and he thinks of the letter burning in the fire even as he mulls over Adam's words.]

Maybe I can't, but you can't blame a guy for trying. [He leans back against the wall on their short ride up and he's giving him an appraising sort of look. In a way, he's still not sure how or why Adam Parrish was brought to him. That's how he sees it. It's not that he met Adam or that Adam met him. It's that they were brought to each other in the similar fashion Amalthea brought Thalia to Luke or Luke and Thalia were brought to Annabeth on that pier.]

Take it from someone who saw what he'd become without his friends. That's the much better option, I think. [He tilts his head.] ...for a really long time, I thought Alice made a mistake. Why would you revive somebody for something like this? [The elevator dings and the doors open.] I didn't come here to make friends either, but at this point it'd be too....[He lets the sentence hang as he grabs Adam's elbow to steer him out of the elevator. At least his room's in the first block. He doesn't finish the sentence, but he also doesn't let go of Adam's arm. That should say enough. They'll continue when they're not in public.]