[He's being inspected. Apollo's eyes follow her, wary of another strike to hit him off balance again. He tries to fix his stance as she calls him out on every single bit he's getting wrong, but in his minor panic he doesn't realize that he's gripped his spear so tightly that his hands start to ache.
And she sees this too, making him tense up.]
Y-Yes!!!! I mean, maybe a little...
[He tries to relax, but he doesn't want to get hit, and wants to be ready in case he has to move for any reason. Or would that make her mad? He doesn't know!]
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And she sees this too, making him tense up.]
Y-Yes!!!! I mean, maybe a little...
[He tries to relax, but he doesn't want to get hit, and wants to be ready in case he has to move for any reason. Or would that make her mad? He doesn't know!]