Memnoch let out a few choice curse words in Egyptian at the individual that he thought had run into him. At first he paid no attention to who it actually was but then when he did look at him and saw the face beneath the hood he frooze and he felt a chill run through his body. His first instinct was to flee immediately but Kanakht saw that look and grabbed him fast by his forearm.
"Brother, why are you in such a hurry to leave? It's been five years since we've seen each other, it's time for a reunion."
Memnoch tested the grip Kanakht had upon his arm and knew it would be useless to resist.
"Kanakht! What are you doing here? Why have you followed me? I swear that I had nothing to do with the situation in Rhodes. That man duped me into giving him your money, I swear it!"
Kanakht squeezed his brother's arm even harder until he winced in pain.
"Do you think that I would follow you all the way here just for a mere 500 denarii?"
Memnoch relaxed a little and decided that maybe friendliness was the best tact.
"Oh, then why are you here? The only other thing that I can think of is that..." At that moment a light turned on in Memnoch's head. "...father has gone on to his rewards?"
Kanakht nodded.
"Yes dear brother, father is dead and I am here to tell you of your inheritance."