Verdant Basin pure gold

Aklark lifted his face from the water and turned to Anuniaq as he addressed him in the native tongue -- or rather, the native tongue of Tartok. Having grown elsewhere, Aklark did not learn the language as a child. Instead, he had to pick it up in adulthood upon his assimiliation into Tartok. It was difficult, but Aklark found it easy to pick up on the patterns through listening despite being past the specific stage of development in which language was readily learned.

Understanding was one thing, but speaking was another. "Ai," Aklark spoke. The language, as with all speach, felt clumsy on his tongue. However, he was proficient enough. "Qanuippit?" Did he desire small talk? Aklark couldn't help but wonder. He himself preferred to communicate in silence, or at least the common tongue, of which he had a better understanding.