And you, Percy, are my favorite son.

“Her hair is smoldering. Her face was smudged with soot. She had a cut on her ar…”

“Um, dad?" I called "How's it going?""Percy!" Annabeth whispered. "We're in a hu…”

“If you’re listening to this, congratulations! You survived Doomsday.I’d like to…”

“The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Percy…”