[ Not politics, not for him. Duty, perhaps. Balance is far more likely. It's the same reason he said nothing when he knew something would happen to an angel -- because what had been seen would come to pass.

The throne of Egypt hardly holds as much significance to them as it once did. Pharaohs were gods on earth, but no more. Thoth pays those politics little mind, save for making sure the balance is kept -- a harder and harder job, these days. ]

I would hardly think one of our own to be so foolish as to do nothing, even if they did think it was the end.

[ And he sighs, showing his age for once. Self-begotten, self-produced, he is older than most who share his company at any given time. ]

But I have been wrong before.

[ In this case, he hopes he is not. It has, perhaps, never mattered more.

There's a bit of a quirk to his lip, and the age vanishes. If they didn't know they were gods, if the magic and power he held weren't obvious even now, he might even look like any other man. ]

If you did, you are hardly getting any credit for it.