“Hey, why do pegasi gallop as they fly, anyway?"Blackjack whinnied. Why do humans swing their arms as they walk? I dunno, boss. It just feels right.”

“Percy: "Hey, why do pegasi gallop as they fly, anyway?"Blackjack: "Why do humans swing their arms as they walk? I dunno, boss. It just feels right.”

“Why do you need to gallop while you fly?""Why do humans have to sway their arms while they walk? I dunno boss, but it just feels right.”

“Then something occurred to me."Get closer," I told Blackjack.He whinnied in protest."Just within shouting distance," I said. "I need to talk to the statue."Now I'm sure you've lost it, boss, Blackjack said”

“Why does this feel so right?" I murmured past the tightness in my throat."Why do you keep fighting this feeling?""Because I'm not supposed to want this."His smile returned, slowly curving his lips up. "But you do anyway.”

“Why? Why do humans always look to the sky? Why do you try so hard to fly when you don't have any wings? We'll run on our own legs.”