Sitting on the warm cushion with Bastet, you both engage in some conversation. Many question your relationship with Bast, yet it was clear, both of you care for each other. You both recline in the cushions, the warm Egyptian sun kissing your skin.

“This is nice, us two together. Gods, we should do this more. Although next time, I think we should invite Isis over.”

She smiles softly, reclining gracefully as she looks longingly into your eyes.