"Hestia? You mean little Hestia?" Angela looked puzzled; of course if it was said Hestia she wouldn't be little anymore, but the last time Angela saw her, she certainly was little. It made her head hurt slightly. Seeing Gilbert as an adult was one thing (He'd always sort of seemed like a serious old man), but everybody else?
"I am pleased that somebody has 'developed an interest in your personal well being'," she said, mimicking his words back to him. Part of her wondered how far that interest extended, but she couldn't ask him. That wouldn't be nearly as fun, "I assume said interest is mutual?"
"Well, there is apologizing for one's feelings and there is apologizing for the means of expressing them. I would not apologize for being angry. I might, however, apologize for giving you a black eye." She pointed out, "But generally speaking, yes, I agree."