Clio knew exactly what Calliope was asking, and she wasn't about to lie. Not to Calliope. "I tried to talk to Apollo and it didn't go well. Maybe I should have let you do it like you wanted to, after all." Clio sighed and she stabbed some chicken with her fork a little aggressively. "But Will was wonderful," she looked over at him, her expression fading from frustrated to pure affection. "Came over at no notice at night to make me feel better."