Green grass breaks through snow, Artemis pleads for my help

"Apollo, this is Kade, he's our resident tailor. Kade, this is my big brother Apollo," he certainly doesn't look like he would be Dionysus' big brother, more like he could be his teenage son or something, but Dionysus doesn't seem to be giving that a second thought whatsoever, and says this as if it's just an extremely basic fact with no weird complications whatsoever. "Apollo's the god of Music, the Sun, Healing, Twinks, Poetry, and apparently today, Making Bracelets."

Dionysus holds up the small face painting palette he found. "I'm doing face paint if you want something. I can doodle on you if you'd like."