[Like a younger Dean, Will also has a very black and white, all or nothing attitude. It's something he's only just starting to shake off, SuperHell being the one place to really show him that shades of grey exist.]

Can you teach me? Something? So if I do end up in with regular mortals and monsters smell me coming, the entire like medical school doesn't get attacked trying to get to me? Or, you know, I don't get expelled? And Sam huh? I'll look him up.

We could sure use some of you guys in my world. Demigods smell like Happy Meals. It's why we don't really live that long. Hard to survive when monsters can ping you from miles away. How did you guys do it? And don't you tell me the power of brotherly love.

[Will meant it as a joke, but the moment he said it he winced. Know thyself? Wasn't that written on Apollo's temple at Delphi? Guess his son still had to learn that.]