The comment was priceless, and Cass chuckled as he kissed Percy. 'It would be you who thinks of such things now,' he teased, a spark in his eyes that had been missing from the day he'd found out about his mother and hadn't returned until he was safely back here.
Even so, it was stronger now than it had been in months.
When Percy started to speak of getting up tough, he wrapped his arms more firmly around him (as if he was even remotely strong enough to hold him there at present). 'Percy,' he said softly, kissing his face. 'I don't care what the healers say, there is no way in hell that a simple cleaning spell will mess with me.' He smirked. 'Take the easy way out for once,' he added with a wink. 'You still have the not so easy way of helping me upstairs later.'