You and Percy had something weird going on. You felt obligated to look out for him. Especially because this was his first quest, and he always talked down on himself, even though he didn’t realize he was leading this. Percy chose you and Grover to tag along with him to find Zeus’s master bolt. But from the second you all set off you couldn’t figure out why he chose you. The son of Poseidon, choosing the daughter of the cabin his father was a rival with

You feeling him awkwardly glance at you as if everytime he spoke to you he’d say something wrong. You felt yourself putting yourself first in dangerous situations even though he did it anyway. You two were standing in front of Hera’s gold chair. One had sit in it, to be able for the other to get Ares’s shield. But the one who sat in the chair wouldn’t be able to leave with the other. Percy’s ocean eyes bore into yours

“I chose you because I needed someone who wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice me for the greater good. I need you to do that now. It’ll be okay.”