[ Ah yes, that apartment. Percy knows all too well how small that is, used to growing up in a castle, living in a keep and finally in a mansion of magical origin. It is good for one thing, which is to encourage him to get out there and explore, but with how many dangers he has encountered so far, it is understandable that he is hesitant to explore all that often. ]

How did you come across this tent? Was it something you requested specifically? It's rather fitting for you.

[ The only thing Percy was able to incorporate is his workshop, and though it isn't enchanted to withstand a concussive blast, it should at least prevent the rest of his house from burning to the ground for now. But seeing what Molly managed to make of his living space almost has him considering alternative places to live. ]

I'm also not quite used to living alone. Even when I was growing up, I had brothers and sisters, servants. It...well, it can get a bit lonely.

[ At the appearance of the scimitar, Percy's eyes widen. He hasn't seen a weapon quite like it, especially with the way it was crafted with glass instead of metal. It's a magnificent weapon, as interesting as the one who wields it.

Of course, that does present a challenge as he is used to working with chiefly metals, and the introduction of crystals and glass will make this even less straightforward than he was anticipating. A challenge just makes this more fun than he originally thought it would be, though, and he starts brainstorming ways to work around the materials. ]

Ah, I should be able to at the very least reinforce and strengthen the handle. Perhaps even sharpen the blade back up. It's such a beautiful weapon, though, I do not want to do much to alter its beauty.

Unfortunately, that will mean a trip back to my workshop. I know, such a shame, you'll just have to come and visit me.