He chuckles at her first question, finding it odd that he could have more than one name. "It's the same name." He shrugs. "Humanity will interpret it in different ways."

Her second question is more difficult to answer, and he considers it for a moment. "They ask for what they need. Or what they desire. Food, God's love, the resurrection of Faith..." All three things that he himself wouldn't mind at the moment, but he puts that idea aside quickly before he can bother the TARDIS with his doubts once more. "Sometimes the prayer itself is what's needed. A...friendly ear in a time of need."

He looks across at her, transparently interested in the strangeness of her. "What will you say, in your prayers?"