[The corner of his mouth twitches up in mirth at her exaggerated reluctance.]
It can't be that bad, Truce. [As amused as he is, he doesn't notice he's slipped and called her by a nickname instead. Gently, Apollo dabs at the cut, covering the surface with ointment. It probably stings a little, but that's expected.]
/tucks you in
It can't be that bad, Truce. [As amused as he is, he doesn't notice he's slipped and called her by a nickname instead. Gently, Apollo dabs at the cut, covering the surface with ointment. It probably stings a little, but that's expected.]