She grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss, which effectively shut him up.
Anubis frowned. He locked his very nice eyes with mine. “You’re not dead.” “No,” I said. “Though we’re trying awfully hard.
On the bright side," Percy said, "both Jason and I outrank you, Octavian. So we can both tell you to shut up.
You have to be compelled to write. If you’re not, nothing else that you do matters.
Percy scowled. "I-I know you." Nico raised his eyebrows. "Do you?
Percy frowned "You have a feast for tuna?