Jonathan smiled back at Eliot. It felt right to slip back into old habits and if truth be told, he couldn't wait for the first chance he had to steal one of Eliot's shirt. The one he normally wore to bed had long ago stopped smelling of Eliot and more like himself. "Well, it could be said that I was biased", he commented. "But I have always loved your cooking." Even the meals he had had at the fanciest restraints while he had been modelling again had never lived up to anything that Eliot had cooked for him. "Would tomorrow be to soon?", he asked. He didn't want to get in the way of any obligation that Eliot might have to Knights but he didn't want to lose him now that he had him again either.

"Tomorrow will be fine my second in command are looking after everything and they know how to contact me if something goes wrong." Eliot tells him with a smile, he would feel better when Jonathan could defend himself better even if it was only a little he would try to keep an eye on him so that if he left camp Ethan would be there to protect him. "I'm glad you liked it you should come to my place and I'll cook for you again since you love it so much." Eliot tells him with a grin, his mind flashed to things that used to come before him cooking for Jonathan but he knew that it was not likely to happen before they got to know each other again.

Jonathan wasn't surprised at how easy it was to fall into old habits with Eliot, such as stealing his drink, food and clothes. of course Jonathan had never admitted that some of the clothes he had stolen had been to try and protect Eliot's fashion sense more then to keep him from ruining his own clothes. He did of course steal some stings just because he had wanted too. It was why he had still had had one or more of Eliot's shirts now. "Then again, i could just be biased", he teased. He laughed slightly, though he had to keep from sighing. While Jonathan knew the need to protect himself. It was after all why he was back. He just wasn't actually looking forward to it. "I am not sure i want to even think about that. I'm already making a fool of myself with my 'lack of talent', i think is how your sibling put it."

Elliot flushed and ducked his head and groaned deciding that he was going to give his siblings a talking to because he doesn't want them to mess up this relationship with Jonathan not when he has finally got him back. "Just ignore them, they are just annoying you to get at me." He says when he picks his head up, watching Jonathan's face, he could look at him for hours, but he looked down not wanting to make Jonathan feel uncomfortable, but he looked at him again unable to help himself he had missed Jonathan. "If you want we can practice at my house so that they won't tease you."

Jonathan sighed slightly, "Teasing to get to you or not, they are still right. I've forgotten a lot of what you taught me in the past and it's the reason why everything has become so unsafe for me now", he continued. "I am glad that I had to come back though. I might not have seen you again otherwise. What I did in the past was wrong. At least I now get a chance to make up for that. Your siblings teasing will never stop me from wanting to do that." Jonathan noticed Elliot watching him but made no comment on it. It felt right to him to have that and he missed being able to just look at Elliot so he understood. "I think it would be safer at camp. When you see me you will understand", he replied honestly.

"It is not only unsafe for you it has become less safe for everyone, I have heard of demigods disappearing," Elliot tells him, though he also knew that it was probably a little true that he was terrible but he knew he only taught him a bit for a few weeks so it stood to reason that he forgot. "I don't think that it will be too hard to get you back up to scratch."

"Anyway, it may be mean but I am certainly glad that you have come back to camp and we got to reconnect." He says to him honestly, looking away before looking down at his hands which were clenched together. He took a slow deep breath feeling bad that he felt happy that Jonathan was in so much danger he was forced back to camp. "Sorry."

Jonathan nodded, he had heard the same thing. It had been part of why he had decided to return. He suspected they had more likely died in an attack though then had gone missing though but he would keep that to himself. "At least I don't run from dirt like I used to", he replied with a wink. Eliot had after all known him at his worst when it came to the training stuff and if he had been able to be trained before, Elliot would be able to him again now.

"Don't be", Jonathan replied to his sorry. "Going back to modelling never felt right but I didn't know what else to do." He stopped for a moment but knew he should continue. "After you....left, I knew I had to stop wallowing in my pitty and pull myself together, modelling was just all I knew how to do."

Eliot couldn't help but smile at his mention of his distaste for dirt. "Yeah well, that's something at least." He says winking back at Jonathan. At the mention of him leaving and the impact that it had on Jonathan but he didn't know what to say so he didn't say anything just moved closer and wrapped his arms around him. "I'm sorry." He whispers eventually hoping that if he didn't say it too loud it wouldn't make Jonathan cut and run. He took a deep breath taking his Jonathan's smell and how right he felt in his arms before he forced himself to let him go and not maul him.

Jonathan lent a little into Eliot's embrace, until he moved away. He was then silent as he ate his food for a bit, feeling as though he spoke to much. He knew it had been his fault that Eliot had left and he hadn't wanted Elliot to feel bad for that. He groaned slightly as he heard his phone go off in his pocket and pulled it out. He hit the ignore button as soon as he recognised the button. "Guy won't take a hint. Probably calling to ask why I am not at the interview he organised for someone to again question me about who my plastic surgeon is."

"Do you have anyone who need to contact you on that phone?" Eliot asked, not wanting Jonathan to be harassed by someone who wanted to use him, he couldn't help move a little closer not feeling happy that someone was annoying Jonathan, he was feeling protective over Jonathan it wasn't acceptable that someone way harassing him. "Because you can have my phone, and I'll grab a new one or the other way around because I don't like this harassment."

"I wan't to protect you." Eliot says it just slipped out, hoping that Jonathan wouldn't get mad at him for saying so. "I'm sorry I know you are a strong independent person, but I don't know what I would do if something happened to you."

Jonathan looked at the phone for a moment, tossing up his options. "I have a few friends that I still keep in contact with. Some models and some are from when we where at camp before", he replied. "I can deal with my idiot of an agent. He will eventually give up when I refuse to make him more money." Or at least Jonathan hoped that the guy would.

Jonathan shifted so he was beside Eliot and kissed him. "I know that you say this because you care, Eliot. You do not need to worry about that", he stated once he had broken the kiss. It felt good to have someone who cared about him again. He had not allowed anyone to get that close to him since Eliot had left.

Eliot couldn't help but feel glad that he had taken it the right way rather than that he was trying to control him. "Okay but if he doesn't stop let me know so I can help you deal with him," Eliot tells him, hoping that Jonathan didn't feel that Eliot was controlling but he would like to help Jonathan even if it's only from his ex-manager. "Would you like to go out tomorrow to my privet practice ground and run through things that you remember and instruct you on where you can improve?" Eliot had heard some concerning whispers about demigods disappearing and he would do his best to make sure that nothing happened to Jonathan he wouldn't know what to do with himself if he lost Jonathan again.