Nila frowned slightly into her cup at the man's astute observation. Either she'd let more slip than she'd intended or he was quiet good at reading between words. "When you travel a great deal, sometimes every city seems like any other," she replied dismissively. She neither confirmed nor denied his statement that she'd been there before. He offered an out in the conversation though, and she took it, hoping it seemed like a natural progression. "You may call me Nila," she replied. Her name wasn't so unique that she worried it would ring any bells.
"As for traveling, yes, I do see many sights. Joining the Wanderers was a way to see things I'd likely never have seen otherwise." As well as leave behind those she'd rather not remember. "And what of you sir? By what name may I call you?" Pleasantries. Nila didn't think herself good at small talk, but the man seemed pleasant enough. She could at least continue to try.