One could say the boy had his father's eyes, but they would be wrong.

Jason had Apollo's eyes, and Apollo got them from his mother.

Jason had Apollo's hair, and the demigod himself noticed how they could look like mortal brothers, in Blood of Olympus.

Jason had Rhea's heart. He had Juno's rage. But he had nothing from his father.

It doesn't matter how many times Jason has said it in his life. It didn't count. Because he was his father's son, so it was only natural that he wanted that thing.

You desire power for yourself. No, it's not true, I want to improve things.

But they did not believe him, because Jupiter was the king of the gods, it was only natural that his children wanted to be the most powerful; The reasons didn't matter.

Oh, are you already thinking about filling your bed? No, Reyna and I are just friends. Tsk, cool excuse. Don't break her heart, son of Jupiter...

But it was true, for him, Reyna was like a sister; she couldn't be more, even when they both became praetors, and there were all those expectations about when they would get together. Jason knew it, he knew that Reyna hoped for it too. But he couldn't.

You are your father's own son. Take where you don't have to. But I want to help. Help? You will do worse.

But Jason wanted to help. He also wanted not to cause the end of the world at sixteen. So yes, he was rushing things, but it was for the good of New Rome. Why wasn't it good?

You're just like your father…

Except no, of all the sons of Jupiter, Jason was the one who least resembled him. He didn't want what Jupiter wants.

But it doesn't matter how many times he says it, how many times he declared that it was not what he wanted. The others had already decided.

He had an absent father who only came around once in a while. He was often left with his mom who had these terrible visions that would very likely scare him as a kid— only to understand that his dad was there that day. He blamed his dad because it was easy— it was easy to blame somebody than nobody. And, it was easier to blame someone he only saw twice than someone he saw every day.

He can’t take it, he runs away. He tries to make friends but he’s judged and cast away— he’s alone. He finally makes a friend— an actual friend who won’t leave him no matter what. He even finds a young girl he basically adopts as his little sister— he FINALLY gets the family he wanted, the family that would be there for him when he needed it.

He loses his best friend, possibly lover. (I know it’s up for debate a lot, but from what I’ve seen they seemed like something more, but not exactly lovers.) The first person who cared— the one who stayed— the one who was actually there. The one who kept watch at night with him. The one who he could be honest with. The one who understood the issues with his dad. The one that protected him- and who he protected too.

Eventually, he has to be the authority figure he never had. The one who soothes them back to sleep after a nightmare. The one who stays up all night making sure their fever goes down. The one who listens to their issues and gives advice. The one who praises them when they get good grades. The one who hides the money under their pillow when they lose a tooth.

Ming-Na Wen is Hera

Jennifer Beals is Demeter