Ishtar was not one that normally bothered Heru, or with Heru he would say. And before he could really say more to her, his attention had been firmly brought to one he had little to no love for- and for good reason he thought as he turned and caught sight of her father.

Quickly Heru back peddled, putting space between him and the other gods. There had always been some resentment there, there always were in the ancient pantheons.

"What are you doing?" He hissed at them both, a tension building in his arms and shoulders as he glanced from one to the other.