[For all of Apollo's natural cynicism, he has to admit that Trucy has a way of getting him to relax a bit, and fairly consistently at that. Maybe it's because she can always match him blow for blow (metaphorically, of course. Apollo never hits back.), but right now he's grateful for it, and for a split second he feels like he might actually be glowing, or like there's something luminescent around him.
How weird and calming.]
I know, I know. I owe you one. [He'll regret that later.]
Oh my god, that's-- uh. Well, I guess I'll have to meet this guy post-haste.
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How weird and calming.]
I know, I know. I owe you one. [He'll regret that later.]
Oh my god, that's-- uh. Well, I guess I'll have to meet this guy post-haste.