"You know I really meant that I wanted to go alone. What with you being one of the things I need to process." I say over my shoulder.
"I get that, but you also do not need to be out here on your own. My brothers and sisters know about you and will do anything to destroy you." He says and flings his arm over my shoulder.
I quickly shrug it off and send him a glare. "I'm pretty sure that I'm safe for a few minutes. By the way, what is up with you today?"
"What do you mean? Nothing is up with me." Sol says, confused.
"Why are you being so touchy? You held my hand throughout Dad's speech, and your arm just now. It's just kind of... different." It truly is different, but I can't say bad. He is Apollo after all, the embodiment of male perfection. As much as he annoys me, as much as it pains
