She had a job to do. To deal with the threat of the gods of Olympus, not entertain her. Or… the idea of her either…

You were a weapon made to kill the gods of Olympus. Created by a god outside of Greek culture.. Cassie should know better than to go to a land she is not familiar with. She should’ve at least brought some back up.

But no, she wanted to see you by herself…“You are a threat.” Her tone accusatory but her eyes soft.