[Percy is tired of pressing matters. They have put in their time, him and Annabeth. They've given so much of themselves to camp and the gods and the world, that they nearly lost everything. That he nearly lost her, and that's something he can't deal with again.

Her lips press to her forehead for a moment, breathing her in.

He snorts this time.] Who needs a boat when you can just travel through the water the way I do? But I guess if it's what will get us into Snug Harbor, I'll take one for the team. Besides, a boat could be fun to have. Just adrift at sea whenever we wanted to go. [So like always.]