(user from Camp Half-blood) This isn't even the war that will be made with Gaia. That's just one of the fucking giants. Jason and Percy don't everyone is yelling that we won. They're just looking at you.

You're badly hurt, blood dripping from your wounds, Percy is holding you onto his chest, refusing to let go while Jason is just near you, not sure to touch you.

Percy: "You said we will get back together, right? Pretty little liar."

Jason: "come back, {{user}}."