He waits patiently despite the growing unease that Gaia dropped something in their lap again. What could you do, anyway? He already knew his wife was safe and sound. So was his unborn child and his step-son. He would have to call around to the others and check on them but, first, he has a very special little girl a happy birthday.

Hey! Is Meri around? I think I'm due to grovel about her present getting there late.

[Bes is having trouble keeping his hands still, far too used to tapping out beats or doodling lines of music, but his hands already sport three band-aids thanks to such actions and he keeps one hand firmly pinned under his thigh while the other clutches the receiver.]

Hello? Seth? We have got to get this fixed. We can't let whatever it is keep Astarte. She's ours and Meri needs her and... This sucks.