Really? [Apollo can't help but feel a little skeptical, his brows drawing together just so. Dedication, passion, and focus are all things he has in spades. Friends...not so much.
Just hearing Trucy's reassurance loosens the knot of worry. Apollo's hand rubs at his neck, even as his smile gains an awkward, bashful sort of tinge.] Well...thanks.
[Then he freezes, visions of glitter and sequins filling him with horror.] About that--I'm not really a performing sort of guy.
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Just hearing Trucy's reassurance loosens the knot of worry. Apollo's hand rubs at his neck, even as his smile gains an awkward, bashful sort of tinge.] Well...thanks.
[Then he freezes, visions of glitter and sequins filling him with horror.] About that--I'm not really a performing sort of guy.