Raphael set what was left of his strawberry lassi glass down and muttered. "I… I'm sorry about the mess."
Hermes leaned forward, adjusting his glasses. "Raphael, it's alright. Really. Accidents happen. There's no need to stress over a drink."
Somner's eyes narrowed sharply as he leaned closer. "Accidents happen? He just caused his drink to spontaneously combust!"
Ymir gave a measured glance toward Raphael, his voice cold but not unkind. "He's correct. What happened?"
Aphrodite added, quietly composed and keeping his hands folded on the table. "It has to do with the name, doesn't it?."
Magni just blinked, still engrossed in eating. "Did the mention of the name brought a curse upon you, Brother Raphael?"
Raphael, still curling his arms around himself, lowered his gaze. "I did not intend for this to happen… My apologies."
