They were questions that, Thoth realized, would have been easy for any normal husband to answer about his wife. Especially after so many years of marriage. And yet, he paused and was struggling to think of the proper answers. Did he even have them. “Beiges and browns,” he answered after a long moment, but there was a definite uncertainty to it. It was the logical answer, given everything Seshat did, but that did not guarantee it was her favorite. Was he maybe just projecting his own favorite color onto what hers might be?
Thoth sipped his coffee and thought for a moment longer. What about the other questions? “She does listen to music but, I'm not certain of the genre.” With that he frowned.
“So much knowledge I have absorbed over the years and I cannot bring to mind simple things that bring my own wife happiness.”