[Percy had been more than a mess. The memory of watching in horror as Silas tossed Vex off the cliff where they had been about to celebrate with friends was still fresh and he'd been gripped with terror that she had returned to that moment and died. He chuckles though his voice growing husky.]

I am a selfish man dear...and when it comes to you I want it all whatever form that might take.

[He is growing his beard out more here and he enjoys the feeling of fingers running through the stubble.]