BRYNHILD AND THE THUNDER GOD WILL BE ADEQUATE PROTECTION Khonshu said from his perch on top of one of the taller bookcases, and Steven pointed up to show Marc where the god was. Marc just glared up at the moon god.
"Stop sitting up there, it's rude," he told him, before looking back over at Bryn. It didn't surprise him at all to see that Khonshu was now standing beside the fishtank. "And don't scare Gus."
THE PARASITE'S FISH CANNOT SEE ME.
Marc drank some more coffee and ignored Khonshu for a moment. "Steven is practically vibrating with excitement at the idea of getting to examine your collection of artifacts, by the way. He's just too polite to let you know," he said with a little smirk up at Steven's reflection, "and Khonshu thinks you and Thor will be best placed to protect your daughter. I'm not saying I won't go to New Orleans. I just think it'll be easier for Steven's work if it's not essential."