Calliope nodded slowly. She wasn't just trying to portray herself in a certain light with her words- this was why she'd asked him here, after all. Apollo had an intensity to him that had been there since his birth, and he was a firm teacher of music and dance.
She reached out and laid her hand over top of his, looking up at him earnestly. "Kratos- I just wish to be good, to know what is coming so I am not paralysed by fear of the unknown- you would be good to me, wouldn't you?"