A short filler...
Aby couldn't believe her eyes. Or ears. Or Hermes, who was standing in front of her, with an easy grin on his face and fiddling with his caduceus-phone and occasionally, telling off Martha and George for bickering. "Well?" he asked.
She blinked. "Are you serious?"
"Dead."
"Lord Hermes... You mean..."
The god rolled his eyes. "I mean that, after much, uh, deliberation, the gods have decided that for the time being, you should be spared this quest. They send their... apologies."
"But... Why?"
Hermes narrowed his eyes at her a fraction. "Why must you demigods be so nosy?" Aby flushed. "But nonetheless, I will tell you. You have a friend in Olympus, it seems, who is insistent on you being left alone. He seems to think that you don't deserve this quest- which, in all fairness, you probably don't- and has convinced us to let you be for a time. Zeus has admitted that, no matter his qualms, you have done nothing wrong, and perhaps it was a little rash to send you off on a dangerous quest without enough training."
"Percy went early."
"Yes, well, Percy was a special case. Even though you are his twin, you're not learning as fast as him."
"Thank you ever so, Lord Hermes."
The god looked at her and his eyes softened a fraction, part of his annoyance with her fading. "I only live to please, Abyss."
"It's Aby."
"I must bid you farewell, though," he continued, ignoring her. "I hope to see you soon."
With a blaze of divine light Aby barely managed to avoid, he was gone.