She doesn't really know what to make of that. 'Lives in his head.' It sounds like a very bizarre affliction, though, granted, Lapis wouldn't know. It could be perfectly commonplace where humans are concerned. She never cared to study many of them closely.

"Lapis," she says. "Lapis Lazuli. You're a human."

She says it seamlessly, with barely a breath between her introduction and that flat observation.