He’s raising an eyebrow at her, suspiciously. She can be unpredictable sometimes. So at this point, he’s not sure.

Ellis’s arms were still at his sides, his chin lowering in the slightest to look down on her, a blank expression masking his whole demeanor. “Is it, Val?”

Smart.

Platonic? Lame.

Fellas is it gay to have friends yes or no.

Fat mood, Val.

Percy do be kinda sexy.

Wrinkles his nose. He’s not sexy, he’s just huge and muscular.

Slides one drachma to Thalia Grace.. “Here, in exchange for me sleeping in your cabin tonight.”

Please, please, please stop?

Luke mirrors the raised eyebrow, flashing her with a grin. He fishes another drachma from his pocket and slides it to her. “Compensation. Son of the trading god here, can’t go wrong. We can negotiate.”

I beg you don’t embarrass yourself, m*therf*cker.

Bane of my existence. Not a fan.

Your twisted humor doesn’t make me laugh.

I didn’t even sleep in a bed last night, McLean. 🙄

Because Cabin TEN has been blasting it all over the godsdamned camp nonstop.