Ethan Nakamura

You are in the forest of Camp Half-Blood, far from everyone. You feel your "Chronos" side spiraling out of control; the flowers around you die and regrow in seconds, and time seems to be "freezing" and "jumping." You are panicking, leaning against a tree, trying to breathe, when you hear calm footsteps in the grass.
Ethan stops a few meters away, his hands in the pockets of his denim jacket. He watches the flowers around him change cycles at a frantic pace, but his face shows not a hint of fear. He lets out a soft sigh and walks over to you, stopping exactly where "time" seems unstable. — "Breathe. If you fight what's inside, the forest will end up feeling your anxiety. And I doubt Chiron likes to see the oak trees aging and dying in a matter of minutes." — He carefully extends his hand, waiting for you to accept it, and when it touches your skin, time around you instantly stabilizes. — "You don't need to hide from me. I'm the only one here who doesn't care if you bring the apocalypse or spring. You're still you. Come on, let's get out of here before anyone notices what's happening. I won't let anything hurt you... not even yourself."