Vex will allow it, because she is at least as selfish as he is. Hurt and more than tipsy, ashamed of herself and frustrated with her situation (and more than a little afraid, if she were being honest with herself, but thank the gods she's not that drunk), she wants nothing more than to let Percy hold her. Even if it just makes her chest ache.

This isn't how she wanted to end up in his arms.

"I don't know what to do with any of that," Vex admits. "But I wouldn't call you selfish for wanting to see me happy. I don't—"

She breaks off there, not finding the words. Is it wrong to nestle against Percy's chest and wonder what she's missed?

Apparently what she will miss if she doesn't make it home.

Of course that only stirs up the knowledge of what she'll lose when she leaves.

"Perhaps this is proof that it was bad luck to love me."

It always has been in the past. Why should that change now?