What? I'm the god of the desert and storms. [The comment about his body flies over his head completely. He's obviously not the god of intelligence.
But other than that, he doesn't say anything else. Not that he's happy to meet Walter because he never had been interested in meeting him. He's not social and really, he didn't want others to see him and Horus interacting too much. Except right now, he's got no choice. Although with the door taken off, Set wonders what Horus will do about a room now. Oh well. No more living next to him. That's fine.
He grumbles when Horus pushes him along, frowning.] Stop clinging so close to me. Walk on your own.
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But other than that, he doesn't say anything else. Not that he's happy to meet Walter because he never had been interested in meeting him. He's not social and really, he didn't want others to see him and Horus interacting too much. Except right now, he's got no choice. Although with the door taken off, Set wonders what Horus will do about a room now. Oh well. No more living next to him. That's fine.
He grumbles when Horus pushes him along, frowning.] Stop clinging so close to me. Walk on your own.