'You're Dionysus,' I said. 'The god of wine.' Mr. D rolled his eyes. 'What do they say these days, Grover? Do the children say "Well duh!"?' 'Y-yes, Mr. D.' 'Then, "Well, duh!" Percy Jackson. Did you think I was Aphrodite, perhaps?' 'You're a god.' 'Yes, child.' 'A god. You.'
Rick RiordanI stepped forward. Call me old-fashioned, but I wanted to keep his focus on me and not Annabeth. I think itโs polite for a guy to protect his girlfriend from instant incineration.
Rick RiordanIndeed, "Hera said. โPorphyrion, the strongest of his kind. Gaea needed a great deal of power to raise him again โmy power. For weeks Iโve grown weaker as my essence was used to grow him a new form." โSo youโre like a heat lamp,"Leo guessed. โOr fertilizer.
Rick RiordanDoubtful, but it did work... "Annabeth?" Percy said again. "You're planning something. You've got that I'm-planning-something look." "I don't have an I'm-planning-something look." "Yeah, you totally do. Your eyebrows knit and your lips press together and ---" "Do you have a pen?" she asked him. "You're kidding, right?" He brought out Riptide. "Yes, but can you actually write with it?" "I--I don't know," he admitted. "Never tried.
Rick Riordan