Noctisardor Bypass I would any day die for you.

The sterling youth nuzzled her in forgiveness as she flattened her ears and gazed at him with apologetic eyes. It wasn't her fault and it was the past. It was hard for him to ever let go of the past but he was trying his best to live in the present, to forget his brother and sister, his siblings that he left behind in Noctem Vagus. But it still lingered like a disease in the back of his mind, begging to be seen and remembered, begging for him to feel the pain and regret of his actions. The sarcastic part of him wanted to poke his head into that part of his mind and say Thank you, my friend.

He laughed softly when she said Apollo was smiling down at her. "No doubt he is," he replied before laughing again. "I don't do music, though. I bet I'd clear the den if I started singing. You'd be begging me to shut up!" He smirked mischievously at her, "Oh really? I sincerely doubt that. Why don't you try singing now to prove me wrong because I think you're great at singing like you are at all things." The mischievous glint that usually occupied the god Mercury's eyes now dominated the death angel's one. The challenge hung in the air and the Roman gazed at his wife with expectant eyes.