Percy held him against him, one hand firmly wrapped around Cass's waist. "I don't know what you're talking about, Cass," he snapped back, but the touch was gentle. "Please, we'll talk about it later. I don't want you to worry about anything."
He rested his cheek again Cass's, and his natural need to lash out against Cass was still there, right under his skin, but he tempered it. "If you promise to calm down, I'll listen to whatever you have to say, but please I need to get a Healer. Can I help you lean down and leave? I will be right back."