"Evans," she replied to his prompting. "Lily Evans," she continued before she took a step closer to extend her hand to him to shake if he was inclined. She was fairly certain that was still a customary greeting, though she imagined he'd correct her if she was wrong.
"I'm new here," she began even as she cast a slightly anxious gaze toward the darkening sky. She couldn't even pretend there was a hint of true sunlight left now, and as bold as she might be at home in the dark (she was still cautious, just not a chicken), she was a stranger here in a world that was strange to her and held things her own world did not. "And I'm afraid I've gotten myself a bit lost. You wouldn't think a person could, but I swear I've been wandering in circles, like I've missed a path somewhere ...? I was wondering if you could simply point me toward the exit ..."
She trailed off because she was fairly certain there were multiple exits, only she didn't know which one she should be asking for. She sighed, and made a mental note to pay a little more attention to the street names and landmarks if she was going to go wandering about so close to night fall. "Well, at any rate, I'm trying to get back to the welcome center, and I'm not sure which exit is closest to that," she continued before she fixed her emerald gaze on him, briefly searching his features.