Please. Don't fight. *not making eye contact. Worried about a confrontation. His crow standing on his shoulder.*

It was more of a future based... Suggestion? *sounds like a question but was a statement*

*stares at her before chuckling very similarly to Apollo though he hadn't been around him enough to hear it* ah shucks.

*startled, steps back to look around* doing what?

So, his personality?

Maybe you're just trying to be better. *smiles*

Wh- um.... I mean -- if you like yourself. That's... *backs away slowly*

Back up, you pink haired floozy

Well. You could be.... Nicer? Maybe? Maybe not. *steps back again*

Well... I ... There's always room for improvement... Right?

I don't really want to.

*frightened by her touch he ducked and slipped past her so hed have more room to get away from her* I feel not saying, speaks for itself... *finding a nit of bravery to speak*

I'm improving myself. *glares with a smirk*

With his eyes raised to the sky, Apollo wondered if he'd ever really be free of the clan and their want for (cont) tl.gd/n_1sqlfkh

*getting dirty looks from his crow* What?

If Numair has anything to say about, I'm not...

*Numair ruffled his feathers at her words and clicked his beak* now, now... She didn't say you're not also adorable...

*blushes*

Hadyn wasn't willing to live in the present the way things were. Minda wasn't talking to him and his brother (cont) tl.gd/n_1sqndp6

My ears are burning *looks around like someone is talking about him*