You know who’s under appreciated? Sally fucking Jackson. Not only did she raise Percy by herself with a minimum wage job at a candy store, but married a good-for-nothing-gambling-abusive-bum just so she could protect her son with his scent for 12 years. She has to live everyday with the fear of her son being killed by a monster or god at any given time and not being able to know about his whereabouts. And now she has to worry about Percy being stuck in hell. This woman really needs to be recognized in this fandom.