Cy slowed up a bit, something in the back of his drunken mind kicking in and holding him back. This guy… this guy… Oooh fuck, this guy. Ares’ goddamn brother who Ares’d bashed almost to death that time. That had been some fight; Cy hadn’t felt a high like that till the day Barak had gone up against Ares.
Cy stared him down, watching Apollo as he put out an arm to shield Cin. “This your new lay, Cindy?” he called past Apollo.
“Nah, we’re not dating,” Apollo said, casually rolling his shoulders back to limber up, and only keeping half an eye on Cy as he turned his head toward Cin. “You hurt?”