[Osiris nods, one corner of his mouth twitching into a half-smile. He understands where that thought would come from, even if it's not entirely kind. Loss makes both people and gods selfish, after all.]

I don't... expect him to escape his madness. But unlike the rest of our family, I find myself unable to give up hope. [He lifts his hand off of Emmanuel's and turns it back and forth in front of his own face, his crooked smile turning bitter. The scars where his fingers meet his hand are larger than his knuckles.] Does that make me sentimental or stupid?