Set glanced to Bast and smiled. He was feeling better, good enough to give his sometimes niece his usual arrogant grin. He had his own motives. As had she.
He doubted she cared about these Christians. they had not hurt one of theirs. "I am being constructive kitten. I'm bringing up a very good point that these people did not think of. I'm all for organization, really."
With a grin he looked back to the Aztec "sorry, kitten over there is all riled up. I think someone took her milk. Or gave her a bath. NEver to sure what ticks her off more."