[ It's definitely not the first and it definitely isn't the last because Set is unhinged and D is Anubis's twin. Triplet. D already has a twin, after all. Anyways. He's not even a twin right now, Set's eyes are just swimming with the image of his young child stumbling towards him, one arm missing and blackened at the stump's end. Shambling and crying, begging for mercy for his monstrous father, begging him to right what he did to the world and come home.

Missing an arm, which was made into a curse, and worn now as a "bracelet" around Set's wrist. He rubs it harder, as D leaps onto the balcony and he is forced to step back a little. Retreating from the cool, beautiful face before him and the memory of his child, grown and handsome as his mother, disavowing him and claiming he did not know who he was beyond an evil that had to be stopped.

Sometimes, Set wonders if Anubis is this man. If he's just forgotten, again. ] Let me see.

[ Among the lush foliage of his balcony space, he lunges for D's person. Tugs his cape aside so that he can reach for the space where his left arm ought to be, and take it between his hands with a sudden ferocity. ]

I should never have done this. I pride myself on my intelligence, but I was so stupid that night — I walked right into Osiris's trap.

[ Whispered, lost in the memory of it. ]