Bast’s frown deepened as she followed her mother. That seemed to be all she was doing here today. Following. Trying to find answers. Trying to understand. And the following wasn’t gaining her much at all. She was going to start making some noise soon.
Fortunately, her mother began explaining as soon as they reached her room. She wasn’t certain why Isis was helping this Sigyn, but she did sort of have a habit of taking in strays. This Norse goddess must be a new one. And one with a lot of problems from the sound of it. Bast wasn’t so certain she liked that her mother was involved with someone who had trouble breathing down her neck like that.
But she had the feeling if she tried to tell Isis that she didn’t think it was safe, her mother would give her one of those looks. And probably a lecture. Isis was firmly in must-help mode, and there was little that could dissuade her when she was like this. Bast would make her own investigation of the situation shortly. Nobody was going to hurt her mother. Nobody.
Which brought her back to the question Isis had posed. Something to do with her visit to Sek. She nodded slightly, then climbed onto the bed to sit cross legged beside her mother’s prone figure. And though she tried to concentrate on the conversation at hand, other things kept sneaking into her mind. “I found her. Broke into her house, which made her come to me, so nobody but Sekhmet knows that I spoke with her at all.”
This was the third or fourth time that Bast had heard mention of problems in the Greek pantheon. Apparently, this was a biggie. Well, bigger than usual, because they were always up to something, those Greeks. “She said that she doesn’t think that Horus has the right to change the decree set down by the Elders. That he’s going to have to give back what he took back from Set. And we both know how well that’s going to go over.”
She didn’t like that this problem with the Greeks was affecting her mother. But it also affected her a bit, didn’t it? Her thoughts first went to Zelos of the pretty wings and bendy body. Then to the bean pole. Was Artemis in the middle of the problem? Maliciously, Bast sort of hoped so. Apollo was, so why not his twin? “She also told me why Gwydyon and Set had a problem to begin with. Did you know that he was attacking our people, Mama? He was attacking Egyptians? Set was apparently defending them. And you know how Sekhmet responds to anybody hurting our people, so…”
So the Welshman was lucky that she’d gotten Sek to promise not to hurt his face. But otherwise, all bets were off. And was Nanshe going to have to deal with the same sort of problems that were plaguing this Norse goddess her mother was helping? She didn’t like that so many people she cared about were being affected this way. Stupid Greeks! Why couldn’t they just stay home and stop messing up things for other people! “I just came home to tell you what was going on and check in on you. I have a friend of my own who’s having some problems, thought I might keep an eye on her. But if you need me, you know I’ll stay.”