[Look, that's just semantics at that point. Normally, Apollo would be happy to argue the point, but he is not feeling good right now. Sweat is starting to bead on his forehead, and he's been forced to give up on the snare between his blurring eyesight and the way his hands are still shaking.
When Leo approaches, Apollo instinctively tries to back away... but the snare doesn't have much give left, so he can't go very far. After a moment frozen in indecision, he does finally reach out to take Leo's hand. It takes him two tries before he can grab it and pull himself up to his feet, but hey, at least he's upright now.]
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[Look, that's just semantics at that point. Normally, Apollo would be happy to argue the point, but he is not feeling good right now. Sweat is starting to bead on his forehead, and he's been forced to give up on the snare between his blurring eyesight and the way his hands are still shaking.
When Leo approaches, Apollo instinctively tries to back away... but the snare doesn't have much give left, so he can't go very far. After a moment frozen in indecision, he does finally reach out to take Leo's hand. It takes him two tries before he can grab it and pull himself up to his feet, but hey, at least he's upright now.]
Is that it? There's not more of those things?