Kylo makes a valiant attempt, but ultimately Apollo's delight is too close to the triumphant joy slamming through his own unskilled heart. He's fighting the smile before Apollo pulls him in— but thankfully, he doesn't have to wait long for the chance to hide it. (It's easy to imagine most things could hide in the crush of Apollo's arms, which isn't the kind of thought Kylo has often.)

"Me," he agrees, partly because he isn't quite sure what to say either— or at least, where to begin. It's definitely more comical than he'd be comfortable with if they had an audience, but, well. Apollo already knows, doesn't he?
He grasps hold of Apollo's arms— an unpolished, somewhat clumsy gesture of camaraderie— and draws back far enough for Apollo to get a good look at the expression on his face. He looks inordinately pleased with himself.

"And this is my home. Have you been to his part of the planet before? "