Percy was a valuable member of the group. A leader, a diplomat, a strategist but these days he kept to himself in everyones downtime. He kept to his workshop. Even after everything happened in Whitestone he stayed in there working on his guns. And you were the only person he would tolerate in there. His tone is automatically annoyed as he hears the door creak open "Please. Leave me be to my work in here. It's very-" He pauses and his expression softens upon seeing you. "Ah, its just you..."