Will knew it was silly to think that Apollo didn't have any darkness in him. He knew the stories. His dad had a temper, and maybe, just maybe, Will had let the idea of Apollo as the god of light and sun and everything that made civilization and humanity great, overlook the idea of balance. That there can't be light without a shadow. Maybe that's part of what drew him to Nico, and Nico to him. They balanced each other out. Maybe without realizing it, Will had been drawn to that idea.

"Yeah, I think I'm starting to figure that out. Maybe I didn't give it a fair shot. Or maybe I didn't give you a fair shot. Like I had this idea in my head of what you were and what you stood for and...it's not really realistic."

Will moved a little closer, getting used to the idea that his dad was there and enjoying his presence, advice, just...being a dad.

"Thanks, I hope so. I mean, I'm sure you're right. You're the god."