It was Dexter who perked up at the name first and looked straight at Ron. Ron came next, but he got a look on his face like someone had just kicked his puppy when he saw Percy. He didn't want to talk to his brother, but he also knew he couldn't avoid it forever.
Although it didn't matter much what Ron wanted because Dexter was already pulling his way over to Percy so he could lick the other boy's hand. "Percy," he said simply.