Whenever Percy stopped by to see [Annabeth], she was so lost in thought that the conversation went something like this: Percy: 'Hey, how's it going?' Annabeth: 'Uh, no thanks. ' Percy: 'Okay. . . have you eaten anything today?' Annabeth: 'I think Leo is on duty. Ask him. ' Percy: 'So, my hair is on fire. ' Annabeth: 'Okay, in a while.
I don’t mind the low probability of success, but it better be impactful if we do succeed.