[Okay, so he was right, this was one of his kids. Great job, Apollo. He'd had to leave Margaret before the baby was born, and her condition would worsen when he did - he didn't like it, but it was the way of the world. Still, he did like to keep tabs on the lives of his old flames, his kids, even if he couldn't be in them all the time. It wasn't hard - driving the sun chariot around the world helped you pick up on information as you passed by.
What did she end up naming the kid?]
...Maya, right? That's a pretty sweet cello you've got yourself.
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What did she end up naming the kid?]
...Maya, right? That's a pretty sweet cello you've got yourself.