You were an Apollo kid- therefore my half sibling.

But you were different.

Unlike the other Apollo demigods, you got burned easily in the sun, were too self-conscious to sing, and preferred the sun’s reflection onto the moon then the daylight.

In the middle of the night, I hear you get up, and leave the cabin. I sigh, you did this every night- and every night I’d follow you.

Just to be sure your safe.

I’m the cabin’s counselor after all, and your doctor.

Most importantly, I’m your brother.