Percy nods. "I've replicated it, and it smells right, like blue chocolate chip cookies." Which was his favourite food. The ambrosia smelt different to every demi god. "I haven't tried it, it will burn me from the inside out if I eat too much and don't need it." He's not seen anyone combust yet.

"The gods get injured," He added by way of an explanation. "It's there way of healing. I gave Ares a cut once." Good times.