"S... Sorry?" Neytiri asked without thinking, not understanding her words.
Sobek felt like laughing. The Neanderthal's reaction was too funny. "It's been a while since our last meeting, at least by the standards of you humans. Yet I see no sign of that time passing over you. Someone of my High Brothers has surely blessed you with lasting beauty"
Ancient societies put gods and superstition into everything; even the tiniest event was considered a deity's work. So if Sobek wanted to play the part well he had to stick to that line.