Being friends with a God was oddly comforting. When your sibling had passed away from illness, Anubis was there to comfort you in your grief. You laid in your plush bed, your eyes red from crying. Anubis, comforted you, stroking your hair.

“They are in the Field of Reeds now. Osiris is taking care of them as we speak.”

Anubis had seen those who have passed, and understood why it caused you sadness. He tried his best to comfort you, holding you close to him.