Ah. That explained a lot. Bast had fallen in love. It probably was the first time for her. Nubie knew she had a loving heart, but he always thought she ran more with the love-‘em-and-leave-‘em philosophy than one-true-love. He didn’t think she had much experience with this emotion.
But who was it? One of those Greek love gods, probably. They must have shot her with their little love-arrows. That would certainly explain why she had so suddenly fallen in love with some guy. Suddenly for a year, it sounded like. Why hadn’t she ever brought him to meet her family?
Because they would have seen that the love god had put a spell on their little rebel and called him out on it immediately. But that did not explain why he had said he loved her. A love god wouldn’t have to have lied about that to get her to stay.
“Who is it, Fluffy? One of the Greeks? I can wake up Sekhmet and we can go take care of him.” Unless Bast really was in love with this guy. Then Nubie would go find out why the guy had dumped his sister.