[[ RL with Set; It seems insanity runs in the family. ]]
He hadn't really just did that, did he?
Curled up on a wooden park bench, Horus looked every bit a flustered mess. His eyes trailed intently on every person that walked by as he waited for Set's arrival, still wondering if he shouldn't just give into his nerves and just hightail it out of there while he could. He wasn't sure what had gotten into his uncle, sudden case of insanity aside, though it was just as likely this was all some kind of hoax. Right? That's the only reason he kept one hand hovering just above the knife he had gotten after Set's last little "visit".
It wasn't paranoia, it was just basic self preservation