Smiling in a friendly manner, Apollo could feel how displeased Daphne was by his presence but how she was forcing herself to remain calm. He might have felt bad about what he was planning if he cared more, but he didn't so it wasn't a problem.
Nodding slightly when she acknowledged him and stepped aside to let him in, he ran one hand through his hair. "Daphne." He glanced at the dog, amused by the creature.
"No, I haven't had any luck as of yet. I thought I'd come visit, let you know I decided to come hunt on the mountains you inhabit." As if she couldn't feel him nearby. "Wine? I'm sure it will be appreciated." He took the bottles from her, glancing down at the labels. "More North? Would you mind guiding me?"