Bast shrugged. //Fine. Not much to tell, really. Egyptian patheon, main jobs were secrets, that's knowing and keeping, cats, and looking after women in pregnancy. Helped a friend stop a bunch of other gods from beating each other up, then got bored, then came over here.//

She tilted her head to one side, noting his expression at eats-with-snake's preference. //And she is just a kitten. Small mammals, of any kind, tend to have weird tastes. Once I knew a human who liked to have marmite on apple-slices, when she was little.//

Her ears flattened a bit. //And also, sorry. I'm not used to being around so many people. I haven't even asked your name, which is so rude that if this was the old days, I would've owed you a couple of dozen bulls or something...//

Bast sighed, suddenly feeling very in over her head. //I'm really bad at this.//