Dude. Percy sent his thoughts through the water, the way he spoke with other sea creatures. A goldfish? Frank’s voice came back to him: I freaked. We were talking about goldfish, so it was on my mind. Sue me. I’m having a telepathic conversation with a giant koi, Percy said. Great. Can you turn into something more…useful? Silence. Maybe Frank was concentrating, though it was impossible to tell, since koi don’t have many expressions. Sorry. Frank sounded embarrassed. I’m stuck. That happens sometimes when I panic.
