Nanshe had been noticing the girl who glanced her way every so often. It seemed she was sketching, and that was all right by Nanshe. When Morpheus arrived, the young girl finally spoke.
"We are," she confirmed with a warm look at Morpheus. Yes, it was safe to say that Nanshe was in a far better mood than when she first found herself here. "My name is Nanshe."
The Sumerian glanced over at Morpheus, as if to get his read on the invitation she hadn't-quite-extended yet. There was always Morpheus' fascination with humanity, and that was probably invitation enough, but she wanted to be certain he was all right with a visitor before she opened their table to this new girl.