"I've noticed," he answers dryly, glancing across the fire, where Scanlan's having an animated conversation with Pike. Percy's been treated to several stories from the bard over the last few days, most of them unrepeatable in mixed company.

It's been...nice, actually, to be welcomed into the group as quickly as he has been. No doubt he'll feel like an interloper for some time to come, but no one present seems to regard him as one. He fades easily into the fabric of their team, staying quiet for the most part but never feeling like the others are looking at him with suspicion. It's not something he could say for every group he's traveled with - and considering that these people plucked him out of a prison, it's incredible that he can say it here.

"I thought," and this is a risk, he knows, but it's one he wants to take, "we might go for a walk. I know we've been walking all day, but I find myself...restless."