Feeling her fingers curl around his own as she took his hand had Apollo closing his eyes momentarily, sucking in a quick breath of air as he lightly gripped her fingers with his own as he watched her closely.
He smiled slightly. "That's nice to hear, I don't think you've ever been glad to see me." He was aware that she was not the type to flirt, and found her awkward attempts endearing. If it wasn't for the fact that she was devoted to his sister, he would have taken her right here and now.
When she moved closer, speaking in that sweet tone with such care in her voice, he wished things were different. He could feel the effects of Eros' arrows doubly so, and hated the winged bastard for it. "I'm doing well, and you, lovely nymph?"