Black Morass kill me if i snitch, cause if you snitch i'm gon' kill you

Ah, something very different from this one, Cuicatl laughed, Much more, how do you say, melodic. I know Nahuatl and Spanish; English is new. Anyone who took interest in her origins (thus, boosting her ego) was good company in Cuicatl's eyes. I'm called Cuicatl, like a songbird. You are...? She had been named for her soft, sweet voice, though that skill had faded long ago. The original plan had been to groom her for a life of performance, though she chose the more physical route that had normally been reserved for males. It took a hell of a lot of determination, but that was something Cuicatl would never run out of.

You come from here? she asked, wondering if he was a foreigner as well. He didn't necessarily sound like one, but that didn't mean anything when it came to the truth.