Jade Fern Grove Not a yes sir, not a follower.

tactfully he opts to let the eye roll go, dismissing the whole unfortunate incident. more interesting is her anger -- he tries to call the word back into his mind, though he doesn't quite have it, something like anq? his gaze sharpens in interest, head tilting slightly. "what language is it?" samothes has something of a soft spot for foreign languages, despite not knowing any himself -- an ex of his was a polygot, and, well. these things stay with us.