"Fine, I won't quibble over what I deserve." He still didn't agree that a birthday was a reason not to cook, but if it made Cass happy, then he could go along. It was only once a year after all. "You'll have time for a wand and magic. Give yourself time." Percy would wait as long as it took, because considering that the alternative was believing what the healers had told him for weeks, no magic was a small price to pay.
"I'll go get the food. You go sit and rest." It'd take less time this way, and he didn't think that Cass could walk and balance just yet. "I'll be back in a moment," he said as he started to go toward the kitchen.