The air is hot, familiar in that aspect, and for that she thanks Ra. Hennutawy gathers to her feet, standing upon her spindly legs as she casts her eyes towards the one serves, Satiset. It takes a moment for her to find footing. This magic has left her weak and dazed! After, she passes Nakhtmin, shield of Her and all that may dare to endanger their party. She dips head in acknowledgment of him, and takes her place a distance from Satiset, in respect to her Pharaohs.
Hennutawy stands tall, her wide ears pushed back slightly as her solemn scowl awaits the word of Gods in flesh.