Iโm the god of funerals. I know every death custom in the worldโhow to die properly, how to prepare the body and soul for the afterlife. I live for death.โ โYou must be fun at parties,โ I said.
Rick RiordanAmos sipped his coffee. "Sorry if that distubed you. Khufu's very picky. He only eats foods that end in -o. Doritos, burritos, flamingos." I blinked. "Did you say-" "Carter," Sadie warned. She looked a little queasy, like she'd already had this conversation. "Don't ask.
Rick RiordanAt first I was protecting you two because I promised. Now even if I hadn't promised, I would. You two are like kittens to me. I won't fail you again." I'll admit I got a lump in my throat. I'd never been called someone's kitten before. Sadie sniffled. She brushed something from under her eye. "You're not going to wash us, are you?
Rick RiordanShut up, me,โ Leo said aloud. โWhat?โ Piper asked. โNothing,โ he said. โLong night. I think Iโm hallucinating. Itโs cool.โ Sitting in front, Leo couldnโt see their faces, but he assumed from their silence that his friends were not pleased to have a sleepless, hallucinating dragon driver. โJust joking.โ Leo decided it might be good to change the subject.
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