Adnaj was a bit taken aback by the question. Not because he found it to be rude or because the thought was bizarre. He was caught off guard because Ricky's intuition was right.
"I uh..." Adnaj began. He made a few incoherent noises. The beginnings of words that he didn't intend to finish. After successfully imitating a drunken transient, he found himself trapped in a long pause.
Finally, he decided to gather his thoughts and start over. A sigh of frustration escaped his lips. A wry smile proved that it wasn't a frustration with Ricky but with his own failure to lie or improvise a believable cover story.
The fisherman seemed friendly enough. Zeltiva was a big enough city that, worst case scenario, he could simply disappear. The city was big enough for both of them, if Ricky didn't like the fact that Adnaj was a Nuit, Adnaj could simply walk away. After all, it wasn't as if he had revealed any specific information about his clinic or its location.
"Alright," Adnaj finally spoke after his impossibly long pause. "There are a few things that you should know about me. I have dedicated my existence to healing living tissue. I have studied the living body in the hopes of preserving and extending life. My goals are to study and preserve the art and tradition of healing. You should also know that I am a Nuit."