Now that Percy was here, it seemed impossible to form the words that needed to be said. Cass' stomach was rolling still, even if there was nothing in it, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.
In spite of this, and because he knew he had to, he managed to shake his head, holding out the letter for Percy to read for himself. He didn't touch the package still on the bed, couldn't even, as the mere thought of it made him want to throw up even more.