"He meant we're supposed to help get rid of the corruption," she said with a slight, amused roll of her eyes. "There are monsters who've wrecked this whole world and they need people with imagination to help fight them. At least, that's what I remember of it. Percy was freaking out about everything and I had to try and calm him down." It was, after all, difficult to concentrate on anything with a panicky cat - one she'd left behind in her room when she decided to go for provisions.

"That makes perfect sense." She nodded, appreciating his logic. "October, 1988."