As it were, without that ability, he was forced to react the same way any regular person would. Instinctually with hope for the best. “I was abandoned,” he admitted. Apollo didn’t apologize like most people would, or even give condolences like Shade had. He merely stared at him beneath hooded lashes for a stretch of silence before drawling in that honey-toned voice of his, “Aren’t we the pair, Detective?”
