What does it taste like? ( skepticism in spades. percy tries not to look at his new acquaintance like she just told him she eats tiny infants but you know, his diet consists of pizza, cheeseburgers, and desserts. the most versatile he gets is having a plate set in front of him by his mom and being told he’s going to eat it, like it, and ask for more. )

I guess that’s why we have these things, right? ( he taps the spot on his skull where the implant is, just another soon-to-be scar. ) Although it already seems like the backseat driver you never asked for.

( messages at random that come through whether you want them to or not. )