poisoned rationality

N/A · 02-28-2015, 12:58 AM

Naoise would continue to watch her warily, his posture remaining submissive. She still didn’t look angry. No... By her own body language she seemed just as wary as he was. She would speak again, slowly, enunciating each syllable, not that it helped the lad much. The words were still foreign, and he didn’t understand at all. He would keep his ears lowered, head tilted to the side. How on earth could he make this woman understand that he had no idea what she was saying? He didn’t speak her tongue. He would give a soft sigh. “I’m sorry... I... I still don’t understand.” The male would look around. There was no one there that could possible translate for him. He would look back to the female, trying to think. “Do you know English at all?” He asked the words slowly back. This could be a big problem if they didn’t understand each other.
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