Don't Worry, Goat Boy. The Milkman Is

What Are You Thinking? Nothing. I Mean...a Lot Of Things. Kind Of All At Once.

That's What Being A Demigod Was All About, Not Quite Belonging In The Mortal World Or On Mount Olympus But Trying To Make Peace With Both Sides Of Their Nature.

Percy Tried To Remember. He Really Did. For Some Reason, Annabeth And He Had Visited A Spa And Decided To Destroy It. He Couldn't Imagine Why. Maybe They Hadn't Like The Deep-tissue Massage? Maybe They'd Gotten Bad Manicures?

For An Absurd Moment, I Wondered If Ammit Devoured The Hearts Of Wicked Cows, And If He Liked The Beefy Taste. - Carter Kane

[hazel] Hissed In Frustration. 'i Hate Eidolons. I Thought Piper Made Them Promise To Stay Away.' 'oh...' Frank Said, Like He'd Just Had His Own Daily Happy Thought. 'piper Made Them Promise To Stay Off The Ship And Not Possess Any Of Us. But If They Followed Us, And Used Other Bodies To Attack Us, Then They're Not Technically Breaking Their Vow...' 'great,' Leo Muttered. 'eidolons Who Are Also Lawyers. Now I Really Want To Kill Them.