grease is the word

Amachi was not entirely sure how to explain words. Especially since she didn't know thw foreign language she spoke. How did you explain emotions, feelings, observations. Amachi was scared to use examples for the girl might assume the object itself was the word. So it went through her head with difficulty. She made a frustrated face for a moment before looking around there was a cracked mirror on a wall and a painting in which was peeling away. Of course she didn't know what it was. Thet was also various weird stuff littered around the room. Amachi started pointing at the objects. "Strange, means like unknown." Please let the gods she knew what unknown meant. Amachis gray eyes looked at her newfound starry friend. "What is friend in your tongue?" She asked. Perhaps it would be better if she also learned the others language.

Her tail flicked for a moment, spending the day with caia would be intetesting, though it was obvious the two of them felt uncomfortable or even stupid with how to communicate. Amachi smiled crouching a little as she wagged her tail, she did not want to seem bored or unfond of the other. She enjoyed the company, even if she had anxeity there was times she just knew what to do.