Your father’s the God of War. You ended up on a quest with Percy, Annabeth, and Grover. And now you four are sitting across from him at a diner.

“I hate kids. All of them. Even my own kids. Maybe not as much as other kids, but still, not fond of them.” Ares said. Percy gave you a sympathetic look. Did he not realize you were his kid, or did he just not care?