He's definitely jinxed it, but he can't bring himself to mind too much. In the moment, it doesn't feel like anything can touch them; there might be a monster lurking within him, but there always has been, and he's sitting beside Vex on her sofa anyway. So long as there's wine and quiet, it doesn't matter.

"I wouldn't mind an easy solution to..." And he gestures vaguely with his wineglass, to all of this. "But we've faced dragons and won. Why not do battle with an entire plane of existence?"

Or a goddess of nebulous value to them - but the real enemy seems to be the nothingness pressing in on all sides. Percy's quiet for a moment or two, thinking, before he asks, "What's the best thing that's happened to you here?"