[Voice]
[Hyacinthus' voice is rather muted and very shaky, his embarrassment audible]
I don't know what - I'm glad that's over. I'm not ugly anymore. Everything's a little topsy-turvy in my apartment.
[There is a very long silence as he considers how best to phrase his next sentence]
Lord Apollo, Zephyrus, I hope I didn't say anything untoward
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