It took every ounce of Querry's essentially non-existent self-control for her to not exclaim the god's name as she threw her arms around his neck and pulled close to him. She had learned a long time ago that referring to god's names around gaggles of mortals such as the ones who had gathered to listen to Apollo play tended to necessitate some kind of memory-altering glamor, and Querry did not have a talent for those. Contact with the Sun was fantastic, little tingles ran up and down her arms and thirty yards away, her tree grew several feet. "Lord Apollo!" She whispered excitedly in his ear and rained kisses on both his cheeks. Finally, she pulled away slightly, beaming, her hands on his shoulders. "I'm so happy to see you!"