[Koby's somehow still not become an expert at hiding his emotions -- his frown is evidently concerned, the bright warmth of the starlight in his veins flaring up, shining beneath his skin. Perhaps something about the his role -- the North Star, the guiding light -- is comforting to Apollo? Maybe that's one of the stories Koby's forgotten, after all this time.]
I'm all right. [There's a flicker of light, an amorphously-shaped fish forming out of the stardust and swimming over to nose curiously at Apollo's chain, radiating warmth and concern.] I'm a little more concerned about you. That looks...uncomfortable.
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I'm all right. [There's a flicker of light, an amorphously-shaped fish forming out of the stardust and swimming over to nose curiously at Apollo's chain, radiating warmth and concern.] I'm a little more concerned about you. That looks...uncomfortable.