Mysteries. Ah, yes that would explain all the timelines and the fastidiousness about facts. And the Naiad bit explained the rest. How interesting. He'd been assuming she was some other sea creature, though his read on sea creatures was hazy. Sirens he could sniff out, everything else was a little wonky, which might seem strange for someone who spent six years or so on a merchant vessel, but then... He'd also spent significant time with Sirens. Sirens in general, but one in particular. "Still impressed you can stand the water at this temperature." He was not interested in testing the theory for himself.
"I do like a good mystery," he said. Mysteries fell under the umbrella of things that were complicated. "I'll have to check it out." He stubbed out what was left of his cigarette and tucked it in the pocket of his jacket. "If the two of you drop by while I'm working, maybe I'll have the staff seat you both at my usual table. Might be nice to have a conversation with an author and his sounding board."