That earned a sarcastic snort, but a grin followed. "Ohh, I'd love to be the proverbial fly on that wall, to see Zeus go up against Helios."

Unable to stifle his snicker, Apollo merely shook his head, reaching out to push the beer bottle aside and stroke a thumb across the mortal's cheek. "No, my dear one. I am resigned to my duties by now. We are as the Fates have decreed, and besides, there's no other I'd trust such a great responsibility to, not in my backwards family."