It is very dear to me for Percy to realize he has some messed up "mortal" family.
Listen:
Percy: ma, you really never talk about your family. Can you tell me more?
Sally: well, I have a sketch of a family tree until my grandparents, and my uncle's note explaining it so I wouldn't forget who I am.
Percy: sounds cool, we have cold tea and time. Estelle is with Paul at the pediatrician so we have plenty of time.
Sally: So, my mother first. She was from Hawaii, daughter of Pele, and a random man who she killed after giving birth. Pele is the Goddess of volcanos. She left her land for a better opportunity of studies.
Percy: Here says... She was a great mathematician. Actually impressive.
Sally: My father is from Europe, his mother was the daughter of a Mediterranean river called Xúquer (the destructor) and his father was a Sicilian man who was over there.
Percy: ok...
Sally: My father was a specialist in jewelry. They paid him less for his accent.
Percy: and your uncle with cancer?
Sally: It wasn't actually my uncle, it was my mother's old fiancee descendant of Maui, since she knew in case of her death he won't be a bad influence for me because of his own genetics.
Percy: and that's it!! Easy!
Sally: I know, by the way. We both have 3 passports which we shouldn't use at the same time. USA, Italy and Spanish.
Percy: Dang...













