[The explosion has knocked over a nearby motorcycle, and also knocked Apollo on his backside. He looks distinctly dazed, but other than getting singed there's no real damage - he happened to not quite be close enough for the thing to directly blow up in his face.]
I... I think so?
[After Apollo rubs at his eyes to clear the spots from his vision, he realizes the strange little raccoon isn't dead. Instead it's lying on the ground belly-up, now nearly as flat as a pancake, before it rolls over and starts to scamper off.]
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I... I think so?
[After Apollo rubs at his eyes to clear the spots from his vision, he realizes the strange little raccoon isn't dead. Instead it's lying on the ground belly-up, now nearly as flat as a pancake, before it rolls over and starts to scamper off.]
What the-? It's getting away!