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Just then, thunder boomed overhead. Lightning flashed, and the bars on the nearest window burst into sizzling, melted stubs of iron. Jason flew in like Peter Pan, electricity sparking around him and his gold sword steaming. Leo whistled appreciatively. “Man, you just wasted an awesome entrance.”
What Frank had done on that bridge in Venice…Hazel was still in awe. None of them had actually seen the battle, but no one doubted it. Frank’s whole bearing had changed. Even Leo had stopped making jokes at his expense.
Don't remember how I felt about this the first time I read it, but I'm not a huge fan of it now. Leo jokes with/about everyone. Frank's just the only one who ever took it personally.
Even as he said it, Percy felt like a liar. He’d left Bob in the Underworld and hadn’t given him a thought since. What made them friends? The fact that Percy needed him now? Percy always hated it when the gods used him for their errands. Now Percy was treating Bob the same way.
...Ok, but even if you had thought of him you couldn't have done anything about it. You can't just pop into the underworld for tea.
We did nothing, the demons said. Your beloved has unleashed a special curse—a bitter thought from someone you abandoned. You punished an innocent soul by leaving her in her solitude. Now her most hateful wish has come to pass: Annabeth feels her despair. She, too, will perish alone and abandoned.
Fuck Calypso for this. Centuries of experience, and she still blames anyone other than the gods for Percy doing exactly what she always knew he would do? Fuck that.
Nevertheless, he held Nico’s gaze. “Yes, hiding. You’ve run away from both camps. You’re so afraid you’ll get rejected that you won’t even try. Maybe it’s time you come out of the shadows.”
You literally said he was creepy and unsettling like two pages ago! Everyone in this book has mentioned how uncomfortable they are around him! That's not being afraid, that's just recognising facts!
All week he had been waiting, hoping Auster would decide to help. For months he had worried about his obligations to Camp Jupiter, hoping his path would become clear. Now, he realized, he simply had to take what he wanted. He had to control the winds, not the other way around.
Standing next to her, Jason felt so good, he could almost imagine their future together at Camp Half-Blood, once the war was over—assuming they lived, assuming there was still a camp left to return to.
I...I don't mean to be rude, but...what future? Name one Greek demigod over the age of 19. Name one child of demigods. Camp Half-Blood doesn't offer a future.

