Percy was in the midst of a tantrum as he struggled, and would need some coaxing to calm down as he struggled still to be put down, but thankfully the adrenaline only worked so well seeing as he was only on low steam, and moaned and whimpered in fear towards the end of it, shaking like a leaf. So many questions, and how could one travel? He didn't understand and that scared him. Fear equaled destructive behavior like biting, since kicking and screaming hadn't worked.

There were his tiny teeth, like an animal, biting on her shoulder. Ah yes the child was akin to a wild mongrel. Dear Hope would have her hands full, but for now it was his aunt.