"I'm fine," Osiris said. He bent to take the drink and let his other hand drift down towards the animals. They weren't dogs, even if they bore a resemblance, but the ones in Duat had appreciated an occasional ear-rub.
Set's words surprised him. For all his chaos, apparently even Set could appreciate the value of neutral ground and protected spaces. Osiris sighed through his nose.
"And what do you intend to do? Beat every looter in Cairo with a stick?"