During the campfire at around 9 PM, Percy, your enemy had entered, taking a seat next to Grover, his satyr best friend.

he looked over to you, in the meantime you were speaking to your friend, he rolled his eyes with his usual scowl on his face as he whispered something to Grover.

he double took you in...your soft, curly hair...your grey deep eyes...he's never thought like this before about you...

or has he?

his mind: "Hm."