Well it wasn't much. Just a few words, and quiet ones at that, but it was a response. Which was far better than the deer in the headlights look. It wasn't new. Encountering that look from people of other pantheons. His own, he was aware, had a reputation. And he wasn't entirely certain that others in his own patheon would understand how often he spoke to people that were not Sumerian, but how could he deny his curiosity? There was no growth, no forward movement, that way.
And the words were better than the stare. He wasn't certain what the girl had patronage over, but she had a rather unsettling stare. All big eyes and uncomfortable intensity. Rather like an owl, now that he thought on it. And she was pale, as he'd noted. Perhaps she, too, was a creature more used to being out in the hours after sunset.
Wouldn't that be interesting.
She'd really given him the bare minimum of an answer, so Nanna could see he was going to have to promote the conversation himself. At least until he got her to come out of her shell. If he could. Some were just naturally shy, and people should be what they were.
“Do you come here often?” he tried. Maybe he could get her to talk about the local area and start some discussion in that way.