birds of the same feather

Celeste was actually quite surprised when the awkward and grimacing girl came to lay by her side. If anything at all, her first impression of Cy had been well, rather bristly. The girl didn't appear too comfortable being around others, but perhaps she wasn't used to socializing. It was all that Celeste knew. Socializing and catering to others was how she was raised so it came easy to her. Though she was glad that Cy had agreed to indulge her lazy afternoon offer and soon her aquamarine eyes warmed up to the idea.

Shooing her cat away to go out into the grasses beyond the beach, she shifted her petite body into a more comfortable position. "Hm, yes, gossip. I haven't spent too much time with the others, but something does seem a bit off," she said casually, her expression fluidly changing to something more curious. Maybe Cy had heard something different. It was in Celeste's nature to be nosy, if not a bit brash, but she tried her best to be smooth at it. Even if Cy had nothing to share, Celeste could at least teach her some of the native languages. Knowledge was power, right?

"Nihon can be a bit difficult, but with practice, you'll do great," Celeste offered, her smile turning into a grin as she glanced over to Cy. "We can start easy," her mind drifted a bit here to pick out where to start. Ah, yes, they could start with greetings. "So, to say hello would be konnichiwa, ko-ni-chi-wa," she said it slowly so that Cy could hear each syllable and the differences in pronunciation. "Or, if you really want his attention, you can just say oi with a bit of a growl and I'm sure his head will turn," Celeste watched Cy carefully to see if the girl got it before moving on.