"I've been resting for days," Nephthys said, finding the reply coming easily despite the fact that his mere presence took her breath away. (She couldn't really feel him, not properly, even at this distance. No wonder she'd felt nothing when he'd come into her apartment. It was like he wasn't even there. No, she knew, it was like she wasn't even there.)
Nephthys knew she was looking at Set and not the demon though, even without being able to feel him. Still she wasn't sure what next to say.