“Percy, you’re a brave guy,” she said. “Just take the compliment. I swear, it is so hard?” We locked eyes. Our faces were, like, two inches apart. My chest felt a little funny, like my heart was trying to do jumping jacks. - The Demigod Files
“Mrs. O'Leary was sniffing the deer and basically not respecting its personal space. The deer butted the hellhound in the nose. Pretty soon, the two of them were playing a strange game of keep away around the clearing.”
—Percy Jackson and the Sword of Hades, Rick Riordan