[She can only wonder what this rude man would think of her own home and how far gone it was. All she can do is shake her head slightly from side to side as he explains himself. She's not disagreeing so much as disbelieving.]

I would like to think that this place can still be saved, and I'm willing to do something about it regardless of the odds, so perhaps you and I are in more agreement than I first anticipated.

However, you more or less made my point for me. About the etiquette.

[She gestures as if plucking something from the air.]

We might be here for who knows how long, because this...this is perhaps not as simple as preventing a god's death. [An oddly specific example.] And we're the interlopers in a population large enough that not everyone will know us. Simple statistics suggests we should at least learn their protocol to prevent mistakes.