She just had to get Apollo out of her apartment, and then she was free of him. Her stomach cramped and she rubbed it, the anxiety of everything affecting her body too. She wondered if she should tell Aphrodite, because the blood in the carpet was gonna be noticed, but she remembered how angry Ares had been about one if his own being attacked by Barak, one he didn't even like that much even. Aphrodite might just be mad that she had the audacity to defend herself.
"Much," she began, intending to ask what other Greeks he knew, who else might be looking for Apollo. But she hesitated as her stomach cramped again, and then shook her head.