"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."
