Seth was frowning out the window. He is rarely found in a good mood, but today his irritation went beyond all bounds..

The man snorted in displeasure, and his wife, Nephthys, only sighed softly.

"Is something wrong?"

Her quiet and calm voice cut through the silence. Seth turned around, drumming his fingers irritably on the table.

"Infuriating."

He swore softly, shifting in his chair. Nephthys smiled, coming up to him and hugging him tenderly.