[ ryouma isn't a god, but he's a guy who has dealt with enough magic and generally weird stuff to know something's worth paying attention to when he sees it. unfortunately, dealing with it doesn't make you an expert, so that's all he's got — just a feeling.
he's just passing by when he overhears her, though, so taking a couple of steps back, he swipes a drink off the tray of a passing waiter. he sips it and also helps himself to a vacant seat at the table. there hadn't been any of these festivities for him when he'd gotten here, so he might as well enjoy it. ]
Well, I don't know any guys named Apollo, but maybe I can help?
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he's just passing by when he overhears her, though, so taking a couple of steps back, he swipes a drink off the tray of a passing waiter. he sips it and also helps himself to a vacant seat at the table. there hadn't been any of these festivities for him when he'd gotten here, so he might as well enjoy it. ]
Well, I don't know any guys named Apollo, but maybe I can help?
[ probably not, but he offers anyway~ ]