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The muscles beneath her skin rippled where Tyr had jostled her, but she managed not to flinch or move away. Instead her eyes flicked up, a little quickly, to meet his and the look in them was... nice. She blinked, a little dumbfounded, and couldn't bring herself to do much of anything as he turned his attention back to the kid. The kid who's named was—

Bragi frowned.

Apollo? She echoed, fixing him with a questioning stare. The little guy had the audacity to flash her a cheeky grin, like he'd just told a joke that only the two of them were in on. But then Tyr was speaking again, lowering himself to be more on his level. Huh? Oh yeah, he has.

I've been telling him a couple myths, she explained, almost apologetically. He really likes the ones about Apollo.

Who knew if that was actually his name, or if she'd influenced him somehow. But, hey, if that was what he wanted to be called, then who was she to tell him otherwise?

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