Nico takes his shot, and, while the bell doesn’t ring, he gets to the next to last notch before the bell. Not bad by any means, and he looks pleased enough to decline when the barker suggests another go.

“Who cares if it doesn’t taste exactly the same? People make burgers out of beef, turkey, bison…” He holds out his hand for his cotton candy. He’s not sure if he likes this guy who dislikes vegans this much. It feels like he’s letting an insult to Piper stand if he doesn’t argue. “A second life doesn’t feel the same as a first one either, but that doesn’t mean it’s bad.”

Maybe it’s mean. Rumors about the son of Hades being nice are somewhat exaggerated.