Re: Talking to Taweret
Thor snorted. A bit on the antisocial side? That was an understatement. Someday he should tell Tawaret about his first meeting with some of the Sumerians. He was pretty sure Nergal had referred to him as a pet.
Before he could get that far, though, the Egyptian nodded toward his brother and Thor couldn't help but sigh. Seriously this responsibility gig was not for him, so how did it keep ending up foisted into his lap? Dammit.
"I want two steers," he informed Tawaret. "Just for me. You tell that lucky husband a' yours that I want the good beer too. Last time 'e tried to trick me, but I wasn't near as drunk as 'e thought I was, so 'e owes me."
That was about as far as he could stall things. So with a quick buss to to the top of her head, along with an admonition to try to behave herself, Thor left the Egyptian to make his way over to his baby brother.