Apollo barely heard the minotaur's worry, and barely heard the comment from Erato that inspired it, he was focused too hard on Erato's eyes. He could hear his own breath, rough in his ears, and her cry– he heard that, and focused just a little more on keeping her in place.
"Take hold of me," he encouraged her, for if she was holding onto him she was less likely to squirm out of his grip – not that she had the strength to squirm out of his grip, but anything that would stop her fighting him and get her to work with him instead would help. He would not think about the mess of half-formed-eyes she might make if she did catch him off guard and break away. "Erato, I'm here, hold onto me."