"Niko, you called him right in front of me," she said. "I'm miserable and you can't stand that. You're angry and upset and worried. Doesn't take rocket science. Or even a good nose. Besides, it's the idiotic yet devoted type thing you'd do. You're just like that."
She returned the kiss. "He knows better," she said. "He knows I'll never speak to him again if he bites you. And he hopefully won't. He's much bitchier than I am. He's Seth. He's chaos. Just remember that."
Isis really needed to get him a book on Egyptian mythology. "And remember, there's no wood dicks and I can't bring you back from the dead. So if he does go were on you, throw something heavy at him and run like hell."