Daphne tended to hide in her cabin during the holidays. Her co-workers always tried making a match for her, despite how often she said she didn't desire one. But they didn't understand, so she just removed herself from the parties and enjoyed the company of her sister and the solitude of the forest.
She was still worried about Apollo, but what would be was that. She knew him well enough he'd not ask a favor that would cost her too much. And this was one she hardly minded paying.
So when the knock came she'd assumed it was Apollo, but she didn't feel any dread or the urge to run away. She smiled though when she opened the door. She liked Iphigenia, even if she was a cautionary tale to never mess with her Lady. "Iphigenia, how good to see you. Come in, please. Did I miss word you were coming?" Daphne enjoyed her hermit life, but her friends would always have ways to get a hold of her.