Horizon Ridge Chaos

He did not mean to make her feel incapable if that was the result of his action, only desiring her safety. Her thanks and praise-filled words were met with a smile, though it was hard to see the slight change in shape to his face. He remained obscured by the cave walls. The light outside flickered with intermittent movement as bugs droned by outside and Renoir - eager to keep them  both free of the things - repeatedly flicked at the large locusts as they invaded in tiny groups.

Her comment about his voice made him give pause, feeling a bit embarrassed. It was not common for others to make such a major declaration of his habits; then again, his language was rare in these parts. He assumed she was only being curteous, and would be friendly in return. It is kreyòl, very much like franse, yes. My people are fluent. Dees words you speak, eh, dey are harder for tèt mwen​.