Slowly, I reached over and poked his arm. It felt like…
““Slowly, I reached over and poked his arm. It felt like real flesh, warm and hard. Disappointed, I poked him again. I was expecting something amazing—celestial—by touching him. Instead all I got were weird looks from everyone in the room, including Apollo. “Please stop touching me,” Apollo said. I jabbed his arm again. “Sorry. It’s just that you’re real. I mean, I just thought you guys weren’t really around here.” “Alex.” Aiden sat on the edge of the bed. “You should probably stop touching him.” “Whatever.” I dropped my hand into my lap. I still wanted to touch him, though, which was really weird. I kind of wanted to rub all over him like a cat or something… and that was more than weird, and a little uncomfortable.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A character seeks connection with a seemingly mythical being, only to confront ordinary reality and social awkwardness.
In simple terms: Trying to touch something magical feels ordinary and awkward.
Accept that some desires may be unrealistic.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- first contact with a deity
- personal intimacy
- self‑reflection
- social discomfort
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does the need to touch the divine reveal about the character?
- How do social expectations shape personal longing?
The desire for the extraordinary can clash with mundane reactions.