I'm Nico di Angelo." - Nico di Angelo

Percy scowled. "I-I know you."
Nico raised his eyebrows. "Do you?

Back in my day, we died all the time, and we liked it!

They’d seen his deepest secrets. They knew who he was, what he was. But they didn’t seem to care. No … they cared more. They weren’t judging him. They were concerned.

You speak horse?" Hazel asked.
"Speaking to horses is a Poseidon thing," Percy said. "Uh, I mean a Neptune thing."
"Then you and Arion should get along fine," Hazel said. "He's a son of Neptune too."
Percy turned pale. "Excuse me?

If I'm going to burn, it might as well be bright.