You would if you had beheld such beasts as I! Hotep replied passionately regarding the fish, but there was laughter in it.

When she vanished beneath the waters, he was seized with sudden fearfulness that a crocodile had indeed been lurking, and snatched her with subtle wiles! Or perhaps there was a current he could not see, or a coldness to shock her body into inaction and so drown her!

Sitamun! He hissed, daring to venture closer in hopes of some sign. What could he do if he could not see her!

But then she resurfaced, soaked and shivering, and he allowed himself a deeper inhale. I suppose it is sensible to prepare for the cold that awaits further North. He sat on the bank, dipping a curious toe into the black and withdrawing it with a hiss, For my part I think I will ask the mazoi for a cloak of warm fur from their hunts, instead.

Taunted commentary regarding her peculiar taste in late-night diversion sprang to mind... but of this he held his tongue. Lewdness did not feel entire appropriate, even for an ex-priest to offer an ex-priestess meant in jest.