'Set who she'd been been able to stop laughing' WHAT SELF. I should never write when tired, sorry! Not as beautiful as Isis. She very nearly said it out loud but stopped the words before they escaped. To start this conversation with bitterness and jealousy would lead nowhere. So instead at those words of his Nephthys just gave him a very small smile, a fleeting and uncomfortable expression that didn't quite reach her eyes.
As he bent for his lace Nephthys watched him carefully, taking him in the moment his eyes weren't on her and then removing her gaze when they returned. "I have been well," she told him. "Busy. I have spent-" she had been going to say 'spent much time with Osiris' but it was most definitely the wrong thing to say. That seemed even worse than mentioning Isis' incandescent beauty.
"I have been studying," was what she changed it to. "Among the mortals. I have been learning a new trade." She looked at him. "And of you, husband?"
It had been a long time since she'd used that word and she realised that addressing him like that already made her heart speed and skip, her chest tightening with anxiousness. By nature, Nephthys was calm. She was the quiet evening breeze across the desert lands, but around Set it was near impossible for her to retain that sense of serenity she imparted.