Well, that made sense. Perfectly logical sense. No part of that could he argue with. “First time outside of Irkalla,” he echoed, not looking away from Namtar. “And has it been an exciting first time out of that world?” Enlil's voice was quieter, not particularly caring if Ereshkigal heard him or not, though he wasn't hiding it from her. He was more speaking to his son now specifically. The son he was just meeting for the first time.
“I understand your reasoning,” he said, this time to his sister, “but I would have preferred to have known sooner.” Enlil was not upset, it was just a verbal desire to have wanted to have been in some manner... sooner.