Silver Moraine his garden at argenteuil

'Fanm dous' he is calling her 'sweet woman'; and 'oke' is just a butchered 'okay/alright'.

How odd. If she were the matriarch of her pack, the queen, then why was she here and not one of her subjects? Her answer does not give him much to work with, and he only gives a sullen little shake of his head - no, he was not here to join her. Though maybe — his head shaking halts suddenly, because Renoir begins to think about it in earnest. Does she not have anyone to protect her? To do these tedious, dangerous tasks for her? The thought tugs at his heart, and he does not attempt to depart just yet.

I promise not to, ehm, get too close, yes? As he murmurs this Renoir looks over her head, obviously trying to get a better look at the land she is so adamant to defend, but doesn't quite know where to put his eyes. He gives up a moment later, and resumes his focus upon her. Are you — pregnant almost falls out of his mouth, but he waffles a bit, not able to make his tongue speak in the common language found in this region; in giving up he switches gears: Fanm dous — are you oke? 

He did wonders what has befallen her to make her so territorial, thus the question. No woman in her condition should be out in the world like this, he thinks.