[ thank god for apollo justice being genre savvy otherwise we wouldn't even know it's a murder ]

...yeah.

[ he ducks his head a little, a tiny bit scolded, voice rough and heavy, and looks down at his hand, rubbing his thumb over the top of his knuckles. you sure you can handle yourself? ]

We were together last night. Everything was - as fine as it could be, then, I don't... some kind of spell, or something. I didn't wake up. I don't - I don't know why I didn't wake up.