Apollo had been about to ask Daphne a question about her dog, something to keep her talking while they heading somewhere away from any potential neighbors seeing what was about to go down, but then Ate made her appearance. He could see from her stance that she had been amusing herself, and he smirked cruelly from his vantage point behind the nymph.
"You saw the dog, Ate? Was she well?" His voice betrayed no emotion, knowing that Daphne was smart enough to realize what might come next. Still, he moved up closer behind her, wondering how long it might take her to start to run.