Percy made a frustrated noise. This was not how heroic adventures were supposed to go, this was why he hated having to play hero. You weren't supposed to sit there and play the King while your younger brothers argued over who got to die. They were his little brothers, it was his job to protect them, not their job to protect him. He shouldn't've let them come along in the first place (but Percy, said a mutinous part of his brain, you'd be dead by now without them, and then where would all this heroing business be?) But still - "No, this is ridiculous, I am not letting any of you play martyr."