Leo grinned "Nah. But if you could give my boy a wash and wax, maybe find him some Tabasco sauce, that would be great." Festus roared in approval. Leo climbed down and hugged towards us. Whatever adventures he may have had, he seemed to have come through with his curly black hair, his impish smile, and his sanm, elfish frame intact. He wore a purple T-shirt with gold words in Latin "MY COHORT WENT TO NEW ROME AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS LOUSY T-SHIRT" "The party can now start!" He announced "There's my peeps!" I didn't know what to say. We all just stood there stunned but with teary eyes that Leo didn't know about Jason dying, as Leo gave us tight hugs. "Man, what's up with you guys?" He asked "somebody hit you with flash grenade? so. I got good news and bad news from New Rome but first . . ." He scanned our faces, his expression starting so slowly crumble "Where's Jason?" His eyes wide slightly and he stares at everyone. You just stand there frowning

We all feel absolutely terrible but we can't tell him. On his own birthday so we all make up a lie

Nico: mumbles "he's just.. sick.."