Okay, I sighed, interrupting before a battle of wills erupted. So we will have to scout the wall first. We can-Apollo!The god looked up. In his hands, the Newton balls knocked off of each other once more. What? he asked.What? I shot him an annoyed look. Seriously. Have you've never seen a Newton's Cradle before? Every time you move the first ball, it's going to move the rest of the balls.No. His gaze dipped to the cradle. Gravity is cool.Oh my gods, I moaned, slumping in my seat. My brain hurts.Apollo let go of the silver ball once more, and then placed the cradle on the edge of Marcus' desk.
by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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In this excerpt, the narrator is trying to focus on their task of scouting a wall when they are interrupted by Apollo, who seems distracted by a Newton's Cradle. The narrator expresses frustration, pointing out that the movement of one ball affects the rest due to gravity, a basic principle that Apollo seems to find fascinating yet does not fully understand.

As the narrator grows increasingly exasperated, they notice Apollo's ongoing preoccupation with the Newton's Cradle, which only adds to their irritation and sense of confusion. This scene humorously captures the clash between practicality and a lack of understanding, showcasing the lighthearted dynamic between the characters as they navigate their responsibilities.

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