[Jon looks up at Chiron with cautious pleasure. They've met and they haven't -- isn't that the way of it? A strange dream, but he knows now that it wasn't all a dream. He might have said too much, but he can't remember enough to be sure.]

Well met, Chiron. It's good to speak in person this time.

Apollo sounds as complicated as any god might. A little like the Lord of Light, but not much. Did he -- does he demand sacrifices?

[Something in his face goes flat and distant for a moment, but with a tiny shake of his head, his attention returns.]