"Do you want me to explain or do you want me to concentrate?" Apollo growled, letting just a sliver of his attention on Erato wane to ask the question. Wisdom would tell him not to piss the man off, that his strength was formidable, his temper questionable, and that if he decided Apollo was hurting Erato then both Apollo and Erato would be worse off, but wisdom was taking a back seat right now.