Leah ♡

“Hey." Leo grinned, which was unnerving in the flames, his teeth like molten silver ingots. "I told you I had a plan. When are you going to trust me? And by the way- I love you guys."
Festus claw opened, and Jason and Piper fell.
Jason had no strengh to stop it. He held on to Piper as she cried Leo's name, and they plummeted earthward.”
― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

“As they flew over New England, Jason laid out the game plan: first, find some guy named Boreas and grill him for information—
“His name is Boreas?” Leo had to ask. “What is he, the God of Boring?”
Second, Jason continued, they had to find those venti that had attacked them at the Grand Canyon—
“Can we just call them storm spirits?” Leo asked. “Venti makes them sound like evil espresso drinks.”
― Rick Riordan, The Lost Hero

“Leo looked like a Latino Santa’s elf, with curly black hair, pointy ears, a cheerful, babyish face, and a mischievous smile that told you right away this guy should not be trusted around matches or sharp objects. His long, nimble fingers wouldn’t stop moving—drumming on the seat, sweeping his hair behind his ears, fiddling with the buttons of his army fatigue jacket. Either the kid was naturally hyper or he was hopped up on enough sugar and caffeine to give a heart attack to a water buffalo.”
― Rick Riordan, The Lost Hero

“Want to hit Leo?
That is understandable
Hunk muffin earned it”
― Rick Riordan, The Hidden Oracle