[ It was fucked up enough before without the added layer of awfulness that Venus provides. Apollo's anger transmutes in to pure horror at the idea of children having to be each other. ]

...Are you joking? [ The words are strained, hoarse, and entirely redundant. Nobody would joke about anything like that. ]

God, Venus, I'm so sorry. That's -- that's the most fucked up thing I've ever heard. And I've heard a lot of fucked up stuff in my days.

[ Seriously. ]

How did you escape?