"It's always good to be near Artemis," Iphigenia agreed, her smile small but a little adoring. She held nothing against the goddess who had demanded her death, and in her years of service afterwards - if there had been an afterwards? - had only made her loyal. "Even though I haven't seen her since living in New York, it's comforting to know that she's there. I can feel her when I make my prayers and offerings and that's enough for me."
Apollo she didn't have any such warm feelings towards. While she couldn't hold anything truly against him, Iphigenia was not a fan of the god. If it came down to it, she would happily have fought him and given her life to protect Daphne from his advances. "Does he come to find you?" Iphigenia asked, quiet, gentle.