Green grass breaks through snow, Artemis pleads for my help

"Exactly, Étienne! Such sage advice, see, that's why I love you so much." And he gives Grantaire a kiss before turning back to Apollo. "Ἀπόλλων. I've known you¹ for four thousand years, I know what your type is. I think you two would be sweet together."


1. Or... close enough to count, anyway.