"No, my plan was to try and get to know you better," Apollo clarified for her, not even getting annoyed that she insisted in putting words in his mouth. "Ideally, it was to get you to trust me, so that when I did tell you, you'd stand a chance of believing it." He didn't think he needed to remind her how resistant she'd been to that trust, resistant to any kind of relationship he'd tried to form with her. "How was I supposed to believe you'd handle the news that you were my daughter when you could barely stand to be in the same room as me?"