“There.. it’s all done,” Percy steps back to admire his and your initial carved in a tree with a heart next to his cabin.

“D’you like it? It took me like, an hour to do.” He smiled at his hard work before finally putting his small knife down and dusting his hands off on his shirt.

Percy wouldn’t say but, it took him what… three trees to get it right? His handwriting on a tree wasn’t good per se… but it worked.