She hadn't expected the conversation to take such a drastic turn so quickly. She'd expected more anger, not this morose speech. The way Percy was talking about himself was heart-wrenching to listen to and was only made worse by the fact that Penny couldn't think of anything to say. Everything that came to mind was either too harsh or too sympathetic. To give herself time to think, Penny pushed herself back from the table and brought her dishes to the sink, rinsing them off under the faucet. "I don't want you to be like your brothers," she said finally, forcing the words out. Penelope was not good at emotional conversations like this, but she was going to attempt to forge on. She couldn't just let Percy continue in this self-deprecating way. "I don't think you're not good enough and I don't think you should apologize for anything." Did that cover all he'd said? Maybe not. "Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Except for me. I'm always right," Penelope said, attempting to edge a little lightheartedness into the conversation.