"Weird." She's just teasing. Sort of. It's always kind of weird to her when someone doesn't like or want meat, but that's likely because the gryps are such avid lovers of all things meat and even with her small gryp percentage, she definitely follows their diet. "Was gonna offer you a fish once I get these tasty fucks fried, but I 'spose I'll give what woulda been yours to Metalhead."

Tossing her latest catch on top of the pile, Apollo then stretches out her little wings and begins to shake them out. Along with her head, arms, and legs - so Bruce might want to back up a little more if he doesn't want to stay in the splash zone.

Once she's done, Apollo looks to him again. "Y'sure you don't want a fish, though?"