She's not at all perturbed at the notion that she might be dead. That either makes her very logical or very brave. Still, Harrow has to hide some mild disappointment in her reaction. Trying to scare people is a whole lot less fun when they don't fall for it.

"Dancin', huh?" he asks thoughtfully. One of his hands drifts up to his chin to complete the look. "I've met a lotta folks that got here a lotta ways, but dancin' ain't usually one. Walkin' though doors, that'll do it, but never dancin'."

He turns to look over his shoulder then, to consider the Nexus and all its bizarre (and less so) inhabitants walking through the city. It's a few long seconds before he faces the girl again and starts to nod.

"You wanna get home without knowin' anything about this place? Or you wanna take a stroll, learn a little bit, ask some questions before you get gone?"