Beautiful,' Jason exclaimed. 'Piper, you... you're a knockout.
Hope survives best at the hearth.
You Titans are about as bright as my gym socks.
I tried to think of something to say. Excuse me? Hello? Marry me? Anything would have done.
I gave her a smile that I hoped conveyed something like: Hey, you know I’m on your side. Gods are such jerks! But what can you do? Probably my expression actually conveyed: It’s not my fault! Please do not kill me!
I hoped they couldn't run very fast with those stubby little legs and flippers, but they waddled along pretty well.