"Back from the dead, then," Asteria confirmed quietly, her fingers tightening around his infinitesimally. She doubted anyone liked the idea of their family being cast into the underworld, but Apollo was one of the few individuals that remained consistently in her life, and so it was understandable that the vaguest sense of belated alarm clouded her breast.
She shuffed it off, though. A touch of a forced smile; her head tilted downward and she said teasingly, "Not bad, dear nephew. Simply not as radiant as usual." The tone was not without a bit of tense insincerity, but Asteria did her best to uphold a positive face.