"Trust me. She wants me dead."

"Don't be ridiculous. Why would a goddess want you dead?"

A blush slowly crept onto his face. "Various reasons."

Grover bleated. "You didn't. Perce, you did not."

"Might have done."

Another, more panicked bleat. "I'm havin' a hard time here, Perce. I seem to be misunderstanding you, bad. Because it seems like you slept with a goddess. But, obviously, you didn't, right? Because that's insane. Right, Percy?"

"Right. That is insane."

"Oh gods, you did. Percy, you used protection, like a responsible adult would have. Right, Percy?"

"Right. That is what a responsible adult would have done."