She appreciates the fact he doesn't try and test her adamance, because while she did come here to make him talk, she'd rather not get aggressive about it. Which...even the chance of that falls away as Gansey's hand moves to rub at his eyes, immediately aging him, and the tension in Annabeth's shoulder dissipates.

"Hey." She takes a step forward, towards him, and sets a hand on his forearm in what she hopes is a supportive touch. "It's okay. I understand." Which doesn't sound all that helpful to her own ears, but she's trying. "Has he left before? Been 'Ported out'?"