“Namtar,” he repeated in a quieter tone. It was such a curious thing -his sister having a child. She never seemed completely ill-suited, that would have done Ereshkigal a great disservice, for she had far more depth than she let outsiders see. However, it hadn't seemed to be something she had been seeking. To be fair, Enlil had no great knowledge of the bulk of her life as it was spent mostly in Irkalla.
This was quite an interesting development. His attention returned to the child. Namtar. “Have you taken him to see our brother yet?” He queried, regardless of the fact that she'd stated it wasn't Enki's. He had his reason for inquiring. “For Namtar's mes. Enki still has the Tablets...” Of course Enki did. There was no point in claiming them back or Enlil would be visiting his brother so often to assign mes it would make his head spin. Until Enki slowed his reproducing down a tick or two, he could hold them.