Melding. That at least, managed to stick in his foggy mind. Talking to Lucia (and he presumed Ma'at on occasion), had made him certain that it was possible. Difficult, but possible. Of course, wasn't that what had made his personal life a little ... difficult as of late? "Ugh," he managed as his world kept on spinning, but he licked his lower lip and managed a light nod. "I thought so."
And there it was - no inhibitions. Hell, he probably wouldn't even remember it later on, once he'd gotten proper sleep. "If Isis tries to cut off my dick and wants to replace it with a gold one, I can count on your protection?"