"Drop it, Jackson." Chris still doesn't bother turning. "It's not important."

"Right, because there's no way you haven't been putting it off like you normally do." Chris answered, just a bit of bite in his tone. Huh, he was annoyed. Fancy that. "Not like some snarling douchebag is going to catch you unaware, you're sharp as a fucking tac."

He turns and tosses an orange at him to see- well, prove- just how quick Percy's reflexes probably were at the moment.