Apollo snorts at the pun, despite himself, but politely covers his mouth even though it's too late. On the upside, at least they were sent down together as a group, and that seemed to be first mistake this lady made. Well, besides the bad put-together plot on this nephew with... whatever was going on.

—Oh okay thanks Stiles.

"... You did not just nominate me for coffin duty. You seriously did not," Apollo bites back, taking out his own phone and turning on the flashlight.

"Alright, j-just have my back." With that, he steps forward, hands already shaking and ready to fight when he walks up to one of the coffins, and realizes he has to use two arms. Well, fuck.

"Stiles, shine your light over here," Apollo instructs, pocketing his own phone before putting full strength into pulling the farthest coffin's lid open.